"Fuck, Yoongi!" Jin moaned as he felt a precise thrust hitting his prostate, making his legs tremble and lose strength on his arms. His flushed face ended up pressed against the sheets, intensifying the color in his cheeks due to the intense friction he was experiencing thanks to the speed of the thrusts. Only moans escaped from his mouth, and the remaining strength focused on his knees, trying not to collapse for a few more minutes. At the same time, he clung to the pillows within reach, letting his knuckles turn white as pleasure swirled in the lower part of his abdomen, sending direct waves of pure need to his penis, begging for attention.
Yoongi leaned over Jin, one of his hands firm on his hip to prevent him from collapsing onto the bed, the other one moving gently from broad shoulders to the lower back and then pressing a bit where Jin felt it inside him, eliciting a sharp moan from the elder.
"Don't do that!" Jin's walls contracted even more around Yoongi's member, causing him to release a groan.
"Sure? You seem to be enjoying it," he said while applying a bit more pressure, causing the same reaction.
"Yo-Yoongi!" he pleaded.
The younger smirked and obeyed, deciding he would do it again at another time, but for now, he continued his journey to Jin's dripping member, running his fingers from the tip to the testicles a couple of times until he finally took it to start a rhythm similar to his thrusts.
Jin felt his body unraveling in Yoongi's hands, depending solely on him at that moment, with a clouded mind and ecstasy running through his veins, burning his being. His thoughts long lost in a tide of overwhelming sensations, while Yoongi intensified the movements of his hips and hand.
"Yoongi... ah!" Jin moaned, feeling his climax beginning to rush. The stimulation on his penis and the continuous pressure on his prostate were pushing him to the limit.
The younger felt the tension in Jin's body increase every second and cursed himself for not being able to see his expression at that moment, although he could make up for it later, perhaps in another round.
He continued with the thrusts until both felt like they were exploding; Jin against Yoongi's hand where the liquid dripped onto the sheets, and the younger inside the guy who was too out of it to complain about having to clean up afterward.
They fell exhausted on the bed, with heavy breaths and a satisfied expression on their faces.
"I think you fucked my brain.," Jin exclaimed after a while.
"That's good, isn't it?" Yoongi responded.
"I guess so, but damn, we should be more discreet. I'm sure your neighbor frowned when he saw me go out to pick up the delivery yesterday."
Yoongi smiled, getting closer to take Jin by the waist and make them closer. "I received noise complaints a couple of days ago, but I'll soon make the room soundproof."
"Why didn't you tell me about the complaints before?" Jin reproached with an annoyed look, although fatigue didn't allow him to complain too much. "We'll talk about it tomorrow."
"Fine, whatever," Yoongi said without giving it much importance, as his attention was now on Jin's red lips that he had barely touched that night.
"Don't even think about it," Jin said when he saw the younger approaching. "In a few hours, I have to be able to move to attend The Astronaut's MV meeting, and I already have enough marks."
"I wasn't thinking about having sex again."
"Then?" He looked at him inquiringly.
"I saw your lips, and I thought that all day I haven't managed to kiss you," he replied with a smile while reaching for Jin's disheveled hair to caress it. "That's it; I just want to kiss you."
