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Jimin has always loved teasing his hyungs and dongsaengs - it's in his nature, it excites him if he can test the waters, finding a new way of how he can fluster them. Most of them got used to this side of him and have no problem playing along, but there's someone who still becomes shy and nervous whenever Jimin starts teasing him.

His eldest hyung, Seokjin.

Jimin loves how red his cheeks and ears become at every time, nervously laughing as he tries to ask Jimin to stop his ministrations.

Like today after dance practice - they're on their way back and Jimin decided to sit into Seokjin's lap in the car, earning a surprised yelp from him.

"Yah, Jimin-ah, what are you doing?" Seokjin asked with red cheeks.

"I'm relaxing, hyung," Jimin replied as he curled his hands around Seokjin's neck, noticing how his blush climbed higher from his cheeks to his ears. To make it better, Jimin leaned closer to his hyung, like he wanted to kiss him, but in the last second he rested his head at the crook of Seokjin's neck. "'m tired," he mumbled, happy that he could hide his mischievous smile.

"You always work too hard, Jimin-ah," Seokjin said fondly, caressing his back with his big hand.

"I just wanna perform well - we're going to stream this concert to our fans, I don't wanna disappoint them," Jimin said with a pout.

"You could never disappoint anyone," Seokjin murmured before he gave a soft peck onto his neck.

"Is that so?" Jimin asked as he grounded in Seokjin's lap, noticing how his hyung's hand stopped on his back. When he repeated his movement, Seokjin gripped his shirt.

"Jimin-ah?" He noticed how the elder's voice trembled a little.

"Hm?" 

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing you don't want, I suppose?" He asked teasingly, pushing his butt against Seokjin's crotch.

"Just- fuck, not in the car?" Seokjin whispered, clearly nervous as they were not alone.

"Aw, you're ruining the fun," Jimin said as he leaned back to look at his hyung with puppy eyes and pouting lips.

"I can make up for you," the elder said and kissed those plump lips.

Seokjin had no idea this was Jimin's plan from the start - to get what he wants.

Now, as Jimin walks closer towards Seokjin, he can't stop smiling, his eyes sparkling with mischief and lust. They're in Jimin's room, the others minding their own business so Jimin's sure that no one's going to bother them. It's just his hyung and himself.

Seokjin swallows, his eyes scanning Jimin's face nervously. Jimin licks his lips at that as he stops in front of him.

"Come on hyung, I'm not going to hurt you," he purrs as he leans closer, their lips almost touching. "I'd not do anything you don't want, okay?"

Seokjin nods, a shaky breath slipping through his lips, his eyes focusing on Jimin's mouth.

"I need your words, hyung," Jimin whispers, lulling his head to the side as he leans in, putting his hands at the sides of Seokjin's midriff, caging him between the wall and himself.

"O-okay," Seokjin stutters quietly.

"Are you going to be a good boy, hyung?" Jimin asks, a predatory glint appearing in his eyes as he glances at Seokjin's groin before he looks at his hyung again.

Seokjin gives another nod, a nice shade of red climbing up from his neck to his ears, too flustered to speak.

"Your words, hyung," Jimin softly warns him.

"Yes, I- I'll be good," Seokjin says, swallowing again.

"Good," Jimin chirps happily, a sweet smile crossing his face, his eyes becoming little crescents. Then he starts kissing Seokjin's neck, going lower to his collarbones, humming when he hears Seokjin's breathy moans. When Jimin drops down onto his knees, his hands wander to the front of Seokjin's pants.

"Aw, look at you! Excited already, hm?" He coos when he sees a small bulge in Seokjin's boxers as he unzips his pants. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you, hyung," he says in a lower tone as he runs his hand over Seokjin's hardening cock, earning a gasp from his hyung.

Jimin runs his tongue over his bottom lip as he pulls Seokjin's pants and underwear down to his ankles with one swift move, then he rests one of his small hands on his thigh while he curls his fingers around his hyung's cock. It's warm and heavy in his palm, twitching at the contact. He glances up at Seokjin's face, his eyes becoming crescents again at the latter's flushed cheeks.

"If you'll be good, you'll get a reward," Jimin says, and once Seokjin gives him a nod he smiles at him one last time before he lowers his gaze, his eyes focusing on his task. He slowly moves his hand on Seokjin's shaft, letting out a soft hum as he does so - Seokjin's so responsive, his cock hardening in his hand at each stroke, gasping when Jimin slightly tightens his grip around him.

When Seokjin's fully hard, Jimin leans in, giving a kitten lick at the tip of Seokjin's cock, waiting for a moment before he repeats it, enjoying how Seokjin's breath hitches every time his tongue meets with his cock. After a short while, Jimin slightly lifts Seokjin's cock up, just enough so he can run his tongue at the underside, right from the base of his cock to the tip, sealing his plump lips around it and suck on it for a moment before he lets it go, making a loud pop sound.

"Fuck, Jimin-ah, tha-that feels so good," Seokjin stutters, one of his hand finding its way into Jimin's hair, running his fingers through his locks. Jimin hums at that and repeats his movement, but this time he sinks deeper instead of letting him go, earning a whispered curse from his hyung.

"A-ah," Jimin hears Seokjin's moan as he starts bobbing his head at a slow pace, relaxing his lips while he pulls back and pressing them against Seokjin's cock while he sinks in again. When he sucks on Seokjin's shaft a bit more intensely, he hears how his hyung gasps as his body squirms, but after a few moments he stands back up, letting him continue what he started. Jimin eases the pressure and goes slowly, curling his tongue around Seokjin, enjoying the taste of him.

After a while Seokjin's moans start to become louder, then, after a high pitched whimper he sees at the corner of his eye that his hyung lifts one of his hands up, followed by a low slap sound, and the moans turn into muffled noises - Seokjin probably wants to suppress his voice.

Jimin feels how his own cock twitches in his pants, the fact that he makes his hyung so flustered and vocal turns him on even more. He moves his hand that's on Seokjin's thigh, sliding it to his balls and he slowly starts playing with them, almost massaging it as he continues sucking his cock, humming around him from time to time or letting the tip of it meet with the back of his throat. He's pretty good at deepthroating so he doesn't start coughing, only his eyes go teary a little but that's it.

After a short while - which probably feels more for Seokjin - Jimin starts moving his head a little faster, his hand following his mouth, stroking Seokjin's shaft, slightly changing the pressure on him as he does so, making his hyung gasp and moan. He feels the taste of Seokjin's precum on his tongue, and when he pulls out he perks his tongue into his slit, licking the salty liquid out, earning a muffled grunt from his hyung. 

Seokjin feels like he's on cloud nine; he always loved how Jimin sucked him off, giving time for him to enjoy his hot and wet mouth, the pressure of his tongue on his cock, his small, petite palm stroking him, and the way he toys with his balls intensifies the pleasure he's causing, making his legs weak that he has to lean more against the wall behind him.

He watches as Jimin bobs his head, his plump, tempting lips stretched around him, and as his hands are so small, he looks bigger in his palm which turns him on even more. Seokjin loves the duality Jimin has, how he looks like an angel, so innocent and kind while he's the opposite when it comes to sex.

Slowly but surely Seokjin feels that he's getting closer and closer to his orgasm, his cheeks and ears flushed red, muffled moans and whimpers slipping through between his fingers, squirming from time to time when Jimin's deepthroating him or when he sucks on his cock harder. His hand is still pressed against his mouth as he wants to be a good hyung for Jimin and do as he asked. Jimin is so good at giving rewards, and Seokjin can't wait to see what he's going to get today. 

He slightly tightens his grip in Jimin's hair with his other hand, giving a sign that he's close - he's afraid of being too loud if he'd try to speak. Jimin lets his cock slip out of his mouth, a fond smile forming on his lips.

"Oh, you're close?" Jimin asks and Seokjin nods silently as he's still keeping his palm against his mouth. Jimin's smile changes a little, turning more towards a mischievous one. "Hyung, I need your words," he adds.

At that request, Seokjin slowly lowers his hand from his mouth, taking a deep breath which he exhales shakily.

"Yes, I'm- he swallows - I'm close," Seokjin says as he looks at Jimin, trying to not whimper when the younger slowly strokes him a few times.

"Mhm, I see," Jimin says, running his tongue over his lips. He leans a little closer towards his groin as he lifts his head up to keep eye contact with him. "You did so well already - I've been doing this for a while now and you only have to come now," he smiles at him again.

"Tha-thank you," Seokjin stutters a little at the sudden praise, his cheeks and ears burning.

"You see, I think it's time to try out something else," Seokjin can see how Jimin's eyes sparkle with lust, Seokjin assumes he just got a new idea. "What do you think, hyung?"

"Only if you want to, Jiminie," Seokjin replies - he just can't say no to his beloved dongsaeng.

"You're such a sweetheart," Jimin coos as he slowly stands up and leans closer to him. "I want to, that's why I asked, hyung," he gives a small peck onto his lips. "Would you be so kind and lay on the bed? I'll follow you in a minute."

At Seokjin's nod, Jimin smiles at him before he turns over and walks towards his wardrobe, swaying his hips a bit too much to tease him. Seokjin swallows and does as the younger asked - he steps out from his pants before he starts walking -, climbing up onto the bed. He glances at himself, his cheeks burning at the sight - his cock fully hard, glistening with the mixture of his precum and Jimin's spit, the tip of it having an angry red colour.

Trying to distract himself from the state he's in, Seokjin looks at Jimin instead, and his breath hitches in his throat. He'll never get tired of seeing Jimin naked - flawless skin, tiny waist, a nice, round butt -, he's so beautiful, so tempting. Seokjin's brows furrow as he watches how Jimin leans in and grabs something from one of the drawers of his wardrobe; Seokjin can't tell what kind of cloth is it at first, but he knows he's soon going to find it out so he waits.

Jimin raises back up and glances at him above his shoulder, a smile forming on his lips. He doesn't turn over, pressing the cloth against his chest to hide it from him.

"Would you close your eyes for a few moments, please?" Jimin asks him kindly. A part of Seokjin wants to say no, but he knows that this is a part of his reward, so he stays quiet and slowly closes his eyes. He hears a little fumbling, the sound of how a cloth meets with skin which catches his interest. A few moments pass before Seokjin hears how Jimin starts walking, then it stops, and a second later he feels the mattress shifting under him.

"You're so good for me, hyung," Jimin says softly, and as he speaks Seokjin feels a hand holding his, lifting it up, a small gasp leaving his lips when he feels soft skin under his fingers. "That's why I want to give you a reward," as Jimin continues, he moves Seokjin's hand on his chest, going lower and lower.

"I'm glad to please you, Jiminie," Seokjin says as he lets Jimin lead his hand. Over the years he learned to be patient with Jimin, to let himself go and do as the younger pleases. His reward is inches away from him, he would be a fool to do something stupid only to not get it at the end.

"Mhm, I know," Jimin purrs and lifts Seokjin's hand to his face, giving butterfly kisses to each of his fingertips, ending it with one in the middle of his palm before letting it go.

Seokjin senses some moving next to him, then he feels how Jimin presses one of his legs against the closer side of his body, and before he can react, Jimin is already sitting in his lap, his other leg landing at the other side of him. A surprised gasp leaves his lips as he feels Jimin's ass pressed against his sensitive cock, his hands unintentionally grabs his waist. He frowns as his fingers meet with a soft fabric, followed by a chuckle from Jimin.

"You can look now, hyung," Jimin says playfully. Finally having the permission, Seokjin opens his eyes, taking in the sight. Jimin's beautiful face, his tempting lips, the urge to kiss him rushes through him so intensely he has to swallow. He lowers his gaze, looking at Jimin's toned chest and abs, gosh how much he loves when the letters of his tattoo dances on his skin when he takes deep breaths whenever they're having sex.

"Oh, look at you," Seokjin whispers as he lowers his gaze again, appreciating the sight. Jimin's wearing beautiful, black panties with floral laces, a tiny, pink silk bow in the middle makes it look cute and sexy at the same time. There's not much fabric though, so Seokjin can clearly see Jimin's shaft under the panties, he can see how hard Jimin is.

"Do you like it?" Jimin asks, showing a little shyness which turns Seokjin on even more. As Seokjin looks at Jimin's face, he sees how pink his cheeks are.

"You look gorgeous, Jiminie," he replies, lifting a hand up to caress his cheek. "Such an amazing reward I got - the prettiest man in the prettiest lingerie," he smiles as he speaks, his other hand wandering to Jimin's butt, sliding his palm over his cheek.

"And it's all yours today, hyung," Jimin purrs as he looks at him, a glimpse of lust appearing in his eyes. He slowly leans closer, his fingers curl around his wrist. "Just yours," Jimin whispers and kisses him, slowly moving his lips before opening them, letting Seokjin to thrust his tongue inside, deepening the kiss. Seokjin moves his hand from Jimin's cheek to the back of his neck, his fingers slowly sliding up into his hair, earning a hum from the younger.

"I'm so lucky to have you," Seokjin whispers when they break the kiss, lulling his head, letting Jimin trail down with his kisses. Jimin backs away, but before Seokjin can ask why, the younger grabs his shirt and starts pulling it off of him. Seokjin lifts himself up just enough so Jimin can get rid of the cloth, throwing it away before he leans back.

He shivers as he feels Jimin's plump lips against his hot skin while his hands roam over his bare chest and abs, his palm running over his nipples. His grip tightens at Jimin's ass, sliding his fingers under the lingerie. Jimin grinds his butt against his bulge as an answer, a breathy sigh slips through Seokjin's lips at the sensation.

Jimin sits back up and looks at him, Seokjin feels a little shy under his lustful gaze. He follows with his eyes how Jimin moves his hands from his chest to his abdomen, then to his sides, only stopping at his hips.

"I love how thin your waist is, hyung," Jimin whispers, "they even fit in my small hands," he bites onto his own lip at the end of his sentence as he glances at him. Seokjin keeps eye contact, he just can't look away, Jimin is so mesmerising for him. He gasps a little when Jimin grinds his ass against him, nice and slow, his lips part as he enjoys it just as much as he does.

"Can I?" Seokjin asks as his fingers move at the hem of Jimin's underwear, waiting. Jimin gives a small nod, his lips curling upwards. Seokjin sits up and gently guides Jimin to his back, hovering over him. He leans in and kisses Jimin, slowly moving his lips, only thrusting his tongue into his mouth when Jimin opens it. While they're kissing, Seokjin slides his hands lower and grabs Jimin's cheeks, enjoying how the soft fabric feels against his palms.

"Hm, I wish we could keep this on you," Seokjin says as he trails down with his kisses, his voice deep and low.

"Well, you can slide it over my butt," Jimin says, his voice a bit breathy.

"But then it would get messy by your come," Seokjin purrs, pressing his groin against Jimin's, groaning at the sensation. He smiles as he feels some wetness on his skin. "Hm, looks like someone's already excited," he adds, which makes the younger blush.

"Well, of course I got turned on after I sucked you off," Jimin mumbles, pursing his lips to a pout, and now it's Seokjin whose cheeks turn red.

"I'm glad you enjoyed to please me," Seokjin goes lower, leaving feathery kisses over Jimin's body, his hands playing with the lingerie, sliding his fingers under the fabric to caress his asscheeks and balls, intentionally avoiding his cock. "And I can't wait to please you, if you let me," at the end, he glances at Jimin, looking deep into his eyes.

"Yeah, I- I would love that, hyung," Jimin stutters and closes his eyes for a moment before he looks at him again.

"I won't disappoint you," Seokjin promises, happy that he got permission to do what he wants.

Once Seokjin's comfortably lying between Jimin's legs, he leans closer to his crotch and runs his palm over his shaft, earning a breathy moan from him. He notices the spot where Jimin's precum dampened the lingerie, he licks his lips at the sight of his cock, how hard it is, pressed against the delicate fabric.

"Hm, maybe I can't keep up my promise," he says as he glances up at Jimin. "Would you mind if I'd keep this cutie on you for a bit longer?" He asks, his lustful eyes never leaving Jimin's face.

"Not at all, hyung," Jimin replies, and Seokjin notices how he swallows hard.

"I'm so glad to hear that, Jiminie," Seokjin purrs, his lips forming a soft smile. He closes his eyes as he leans closer to Jimin's crotch and gives a small feathery kiss just above the hem of the panties, right at his hip bone. He gives another right next to the previous one, trailing towards the middle of his lower abdomen, sometimes perking his tongue out as well. He hears Jimin's quiet moans and breathy sighs, but other than these he's silent. That's why he's so satisfied at Jimin's sudden gasp when he takes the hem of the lingerie between his teeth, pulling it a little before he lets it go, making Jimin's body jerk.

"Hm, so sensitive," Seokjin hums, his hands squeezing Jimin's thighs before he slides one of his palms to the inner side, running it over Jimin's balls, grabbing his cock through the panties, earning another surprised gasp from him. "How far do you want me to go, Jiminie?" He asks before he pokes his tongue out and leans in, licking Jimin's shaft through the fabric from his balls to the tip.

"I- ah! , I wanna come into your mouth," Jimin stutters, letting out a shaky breath at the end. 

"Hm, as you wish," Seokjin says and leans in again, mouthing Jimin, carefully nibbling him with his teeth while he starts massaging his balls with his hand through the panties. He teases Jimin for a while, sliding his fingers under the lingerie just for a brief caress before he takes them back, licking and gently biting his cock, completely dampening the fabric. 

"Hyung, please," Jimin pleads, arching his back to get more friction for his cock. Seokjin hears in his voice that he's getting impatient, so he decides that it's time to move forward.

"Alright, alright," he whispers softly as he runs his hand over Jimin's shaft, giving some pressure to it. Seokjin hovers above Jimin's crotch and leans in again, taking the hem of the lingerie between his teeth, earning a small gasp from the younger. He looks deep into Jimin's eyes as he slowly starts pulling off the panties, careful to let his cock spring free. He only stops when the lingerie is at Jimin's upper thighs, then he lifts his head up to his groin again, cupping his balls with one hand, moving his other to grab the base of his cock.

He licks his lips before he opens his mouth and takes the tip of Jimin's cock, running his tongue over the slit that makes the younger shiver. As Seokjin's aware of Jimin's impatience, he soon sinks in, pressing his lips around his cock to intensify the sensation of it. Maybe Jimin isn't as big as him, but he still has a decent size, his lips still stretch around him. He slowly starts bobbing his head, following his movements with his hand on Jimin's cock while he's massaging his balls.

After a short while, Seokjin feels Jimin's hand in his hair, slightly pulling his locks, and he gladly lets Jimin taking the lead, closing his eyes when Jimin goes deeper and stays there for a few moments before he pulls out, fucking his throat at a slow but steady pace.

"Ah, fuck, it's so good, hyung," Jimin breathes out, tightening his grip in Seokjin's hair. Seokjin hums again, and he's ready to sink in again, but this time Jimin keeps him still which makes Seokjin look at him. His confusion must be written on his face as Jimin smiles at him. "I know what I said earlier, but… I changed my mind about how I want to come."

Oh.

Seokjin opens his mouth just a tid wider, letting Jimin slide out. He hisses a little when Jimin pulls him up by his hair, wiping the spit off of his chin before he leans in and kisses him, biting his bottom lip before he drags away.

"Be a nice hyung and lay down for me," Jimin whispers as he lets Seokjin go. Seokjin shifts to the side while Jimin takes off his panties before he reaches towards the nightstand, taking out the lube from the drawer before he sneaks closer to him and sits into his lap. He leans in for another chaste kiss before he sits back again.

"Now, I'd like you to prep me," he says and opens the bottle. "Your hand," he reaches his own out, waiting until Seokjin puts his hand into his palm. He pours some lube onto Seokjin's fingers, watching as he rubs them to warm the sticky liquid. He leans in again, lifting his butt up to give access for his hyung, gasping when he feels his finger at his entrance.

They kiss multiple times during the process, sometimes Jimin letting Seokjin go lower, down to his neck and jawline while he's slowly giving the second and then the third finger, stretching him open. 

Once Jimin feels like he's ready, he grabs Seokjin's forearm and pulls his fingers out, a sigh slipping through his lips. He sits back as he wants to see his hyung's face, appreciating how flushed his chest and cheeks are, how swollen his lips got thanks to their messy kisses. He takes Seokjin's cock into his hand and lines him up against his hole, then he slowly lowers himself. He hums as he feels the pressure, his breath hitching in his throat once Seokjin's cock goes through his rim. He chuckles when Seokjin's hands grab his ass, his fingers sinking into his cheeks.

"Stay still, hyung," he purrs, waiting until Seokjin's grip loosen a bit on his ass. Jimin grabs Seokjin's waist as he starts lowering himself again, stopping a few times to get used to the stretch. They both moan when Jimin's butt meets with Seokjin's pelvis; Jimin leans in to kiss his hyung, opening his mouth, humming in satisfaction when their tongues meet.

"You okay?" Seokjin breathes out, between their kisses.

"Mhm," Jimin replies, smiling when they break the kiss - his hyung always looks after him, making sure he enjoys what they're doing. "It only burns a little, and it'll get better soon," he adds and runs his teeth over Seokjin's jaw, earning a grunt from him. 

They go on for a while - nibbling and sucking and kissing each other on the lips, jaw and neck, their hands roaming over each other's bodies - before Jimin slowly lifts his ass up a little, lowering it at the same pace.

"Fuck, that feels so good, Jiminie," Seokjin groans as he closes his eyes for a moment.

"Mhm, it truly does," Jimin agrees and slowly sits up and grabs Seokjin's waist again, his smile widening when Seokjin puts his hands onto his ass. With his hyung's help, Jimin lifts himself up, bit more this time and sinks in again, lulling his head back at the sensation. "So good!" He moans.

Jimin keeps his pace slow at first, enjoying how he can feel every inch of Seokjin, how deep he can go thanks to his length. But, as he wants to come for a while now, he soon starts to go faster, the sound of how his ass meets with Seokjin's pelvis echoes in the room, mixed with their heavy breathing and moans. His cock is throbbing at this point, bouncing every time he goes down, droplets of his precum landing on Seokjin's lower abdomen.

"Hyu-hyung, please," he stutters, a whine slipping through his lips when Seokjin curls his fingers around him. "Please ma-make me come," he adds as he looks deep into Seokjin's eyes.

Seokjin lifts his other hand up and pulls Jimin in, smashing his lips against his, his hand stroking his shaft, quickly picking up the pace that makes Jimin gasp for air.

"So close," Jimin lets out, groaning as Seokjin still chases for his mouth, nibbling his lips while he's still jerking him off, his thrusts becoming a bit sloppy but Jimin doesn't care anymore. Not when his hyung hits his prostate at one particularly deep thrust, and it's enough for Jimin to go over the edge, coming all over Seokjin's abdomen, his body shivering at the intensity of his orgasm, his hole clenching so hard around Seokjin that after a few more thrusts he stills as well, shooting his semen into him.

They stay like that, Jimin resting his head at the crook of Seokjin's neck, trying to catch his breath, enjoying how his hyung caresses his back.

"This was amazing," Jimin mumbles, his voice a little muffled as his cheek is pressed against Seokjin's neck.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," Seokjin says, and Jimin can tell his hyung's smiling.

"I hope you liked it too," Jimin whispers, getting just a tiny bit nervous.

"Of course I did!" Seokjin reassures him. "But next time please wait until we get back home, okay?"

"But there's no fun in that!" Jimin lifts his head up and looks at Seokjin, his lips forming a pout.

"What was so funny about sitting in my lap in the car where we were not alone?"

"It wouldn't be that funny if I'd tell you," Jimin replies with a mischievous smile.

"You're such a brat," Seokjin said with a small laugh, and by looking at his face, Jimin knows he won this round.

And he can't wait to find another way of flustering his eldest hyung.

- The End -