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“So what exactly is this?”
Jungkook is following Taehyung into the arena where the figure skating competition takes place. It is the last night of the games before the closing ceremony tomorrow and the place is packed with people.
“It is an exhibition performance for some of the figure skaters. They do different routines here and usually more fun and entertaining ones. It’s not about competition,” Taehyung explains to the younger as they weave past people to take their seats.
“I’d never expect Jimin to do something like this,” Jungkook admits as he sits next to Taehyung.
“This is actually his first time doing it. His former coach refused to let him, saying it was a waste of time and attention. But this year Jimin insisted that he participate instead of doing the team event like he usually does.”
“Ah. So why aren’t you backstage with him?”
“Jimin insisted that I make sure you’re here in the audience, so the surprise isn’t spoiled.”
“Surprise?” Jungkook asks with wide eyes at the implication. Taehyung simply nods with a smirk and says nothing more as the event begins.
The lights of the arena dim down, and spotlights light the ice. The atmosphere is already entirely different than the competitive events from that alone. The first performer is announced as one of the female skaters from Japan and as soon as her music starts Jungkook can tell that this will be a fun night.
As the different performances go by, Jungkook keeps wondering what kind of performance Jimin will do. He doesn’t seem like someone who would do a comedic routine. Maybe he’ll do something more upbeat and exciting.
Jungkook doesn’t have to wonder anymore as the announcer welcomes Jimin to the ice and Jungkook jaw already drops. Jimin is in a long-sleeved black mesh shirt and black leather pants. Over the mesh is a jacket that resembles chain mail of some kind, mainly made of metal squares. But the thing that really catches Jungkook off-guard is the fact Jimin hasn’t opened his arms as he is welcomed to the ice, and upon closer inspection it is because he can’t; his wrists are loosely bound together.
As Jimin takes his position in the center of the ice, he looks up and directly at Jungkook which just stuns the younger more. With a wink and a smirk, Jimin drops to his knees and Jungkook gasps and goes even more wide-eyed which makes Taehyung laugh next to him, but he doesn’t care.
As the music starts, Jungkook realizes just how much trouble he is going to be in for the next four minutes. The song is Criminal by Taemin, an undeniably sultry track, and his bound wrists means he is doing that choreography.
“Fuck,” Jungkook says under his breath, getting another chuckle from Taehyung. Jungkook watches in a mix of awe and lust as Jimin perfectly does the choreography, using his teeth to free his wrists and looking directly at the younger while doing so. He begins to skate, and Jungkook can feel the arousal start to twist in his stomach and he knows he’s going to have to deal with a hard on in an arena full of people by the end of this.
Jungkook already knew that Jimin is sexy. Incredibly so even. But he wasn’t prepared for it when Jimin embraces it fully and shamelessly like he is in this routine. The smug smirk on the skater’s face proves that he knows the effect he has right now, and he is embracing every second of it.
“He is evil,” Jungkook mutters about halfway through, unable to take his eyes off the elder.
“And he knows it,” Taehyung chuckles quietly, clearly amused by the younger’s suffering.
Jimin shows of his talent still, doing some quads and more complex spins throughout the song. But it is mostly blatant sexy choreography taken from the music video and his own added in. When the song finally ends, Jungkook wants to feel relieved. But he is mostly just painfully hard and aroused. He is quick to jump up and bound down the stands while the arena roars to life. His eyes meet Jimin’s during the skater’s bows, and the mischievous flicker just riles Jungkook up more.
He is quick to leave the stands and find his way to rink-level, weaving through the halls on a mission to find the monster. As he marches down the hall, the man in question steps out of a room, now free from his skates but still wearing his costume.
“You are a menace,” Jungkook growls before caging Jimin against a wall with his whole body.
“Did you enjoy it?” Jimin asks, his voice innocent but the darkness in his eyes implying otherwise. He’s unaffected by the larger man hovering over him and even looks pleased.
“How did you even get this? It looks exactly like the one from the video.” Jungkook asks, lightly flipping the chainmail.
“That’s because it is the one from the video.”
“How?!” Jungkook’s eyes go wide again and Jimin giggles lightly at the reaction.
“Taemin is a friend,” Jimin smirks still playing coy.
“Please tell me you don’t have to stay here any longer,” Jungkook pleads, his voice low and heavy with lust.
“I’m all yours,” Jimin confirms with a wink and a wicked smile.
All self-control is lost then as Jungkook surges into a passionate kiss, hands grabbing Jimin’s waist with fingertips sliding through the mesh to touch bare skin. He shamelessly rolls his hips into the elder to show how affected he is, and he is rewarded with a soft moan.
“Not here Kook-ah,” Jimin gasps as he forces them to break the kiss. He grabs Jungkook’s wrist then and pulls him along as he weaves through the halls and out to the parking lot where a van is already waiting.
“Wait what about your stuff?” Jungkook tries to stop Jimin who just keeps moving for the van, pulling open the side door himself and crawling in.
“Tae’s got it.”
“You planned this didn’t you?” Jungkook asks with a smirk, shutting the car door after he has taken a seat.
“The routine yes. Everything after, barely. And only cause of you.”
The drive back to the hotel was only five minutes, but those five minutes felt like years to them and how bad they needed each other. Once out of the van having thanked their driver, they near sprinted through the lobby, garnering strange looks from others for both the speed and Jimin’s attire.
Once in the elevator, Jungkook couldn’t keep his hands to himself any longer. Hands firmly on Jimin’s hips, he pulls the elder’s back into his chest. Or more accurately Jimin’s ass into his bulge which makes the skater whimper softly. Jungkook’s lips quickly find Jimin’s neck, causing the elder to gasp as he sucks a spot just below his ear.
“God you’re impatient,” Jimin pants, equally as riled up as Jungkook.
“You did this mister sex on skates,” Jungkook growls in his ear which sends a shiver of arousal through Jimin.
The elevator doors slide open once at their floor and thankfully no one was waiting there. Jimin yanks Jungkook behind him quickly heading to his room, pulling his room key out of his phone case where he kept it for this specifically.
The door barely shuts and Jimin is pinning Jungkook against it in another searing kiss. They are both needy and desperate, quickly exchanging tongues and nipping each other’s lips. Jimin pulls back suddenly and Jungkook instinctively chases after the kiss with a quiet groan.
“So needy baby,” Jimin giggles as he unclasps the metal bolero and lets it slide off his shoulders to the floor. Jungkook snatches the elder by the hips and pulls him back towards him in a firm kiss. Jungkook starts kissing down Jimin’s jaw to his neck, biting gently and listening to the soft whimpers of the skater. He hands wander back to the elder’s waist and his fingers slide past the mesh to firmly grip Jimin, the sound of some snapping threads and Jimin’s mewls all they can hear.
“If I rip this mesh to shreds will you care?” Jungkook asks before returning to his ministrations of leaving bruising marks on Jimin’s neck.
“Fuck no,” Jimin exhales, tilting his head to give Jungkook better access. Jungkook smirks against the elder’s neck before fisting the holed fabric at Jimin’s chest and ripping it apart, sliding his hands into the large hole he has made to better touch Jimin’s body. He slides his hands up and down Jimin’s chest, thumbing over his nipples which makes the elder arch into the touch.
“Shit!” Jimin cries as Jungkook flick his tongue over one of the perked buds before latching his lips on it to suck gently. He repeats the act on the opposite nipple, making Jimin mewls and grip the younger’s hair tightly in his small fists. “Kookie please!”
“Please what baby,” Jungkook asks breathily, trailing kisses back up Jimin’s chest and neck before chastely kiss Jimin’s lips.
“Need you to fuck me,” Jimin exhales, dropping his lust filled eyes to meet Jungkook’s.
“We’ll get there baby. Want to worship you first,” Jungkook says, voice low and carnal as he returns to sucking harsh marks into Jimin’s skin while the elder preens into the touch. Jungkook’s hands reach to tear the shirt from the back as well before firmly grabbing Jimin’s ass. Jimin gasps at the action, rising onto his toes and leaning into Jungkook.
“Hang on babe,” Jungkook says before lifting Jimin up more. The elder is quick to wrap his legs and arms around Jungkook, holding on tightly as Jungkook moves away from the door and towards the bed.
“Fuck you need to fuck me like this,” Jimin pants, getting even more turned on by Jungkook’s strength.
“Really?” Jungkook taunts. “Want my cock like this?”
“Y-yes,” Jimin whimpers, his face flushing at the request. Jungkook lets out a throaty groan before placing Jimin on the bed carefully.
“Need to prep you first baby,” Jungkook says soothingly, voice a direct opposite of the hungry stare in his darkened eyes. His hands slide up the elder’s torso, grabbing the remnants of his mesh shirt and pulling it off entirely.
“Off,” Jimin orders, a fist tangling in Jungkook’s hoodie and pulling slightly. Jungkook is quick to oblige, tossing the discarded hoodie aside without a care. Jimin is quick to slide his hands over the toned muscles that tense and flinch at his touch. His fingertips graze over the younger’s nipples which reward him with a sharp hiss from the man. “Sensitive, are we?”
“Y-yeah,” Jungkook admits breathily, eye meeting the mischief in Jimin’s gaze. The smirk on Jimin’s lips is the only warning before the elder harshly sucks on one of the buds, making Jungkook swear and fall forward over him. Jungkook firmly holds himself up over Jimin with hands on either side of the skater’s head. But his arms start to shake as Jimin continues his actions and he gasps and whimpers at the stimulation.
“Baby baby please ah need to prep you,” Jungkook rambles trying to push away from Jimin who continues to suck and bite bruising marks on his pecs. Jimin doesn’t want to relent, so Jungkook grabs Jimin’s thighs in both hands and pushes them to bend and shove Jimin back to lying down.
“Admit it, I could make you cum just from that,” Jimin says shamelessly, making Jungkook groan low in his throat.
“Probably. But I want to cum from your ass.”
Jimin mewls at the thought, relaxing down which prompts Jungkook to drop his legs to grab at the waistband of the sinful leather pants. He is quick to pull them off the elder, boxers included, and enjoys how Jimin’s erection hits his stomach at release. Jungkook sucks in a harsh breath at the view, eyes wandering all over Jimin’s bare body below him.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Jungkook exhales, watching as the elder’s upper body flushes at the praise. “So gorgeous and sexy.”
He is quick to start a harsh kiss full of tongue and clashing teeth. Jimin’s hands grip to Jungkook’s hair and the tension makes Jungkook mewl into Jimin’s mouth.
Mid-kiss, Jungkook is grabbing Jimin’s thighs again and pushing them up, bending the elder in half and exposing his entrance. Before Jimin can say anything, Jungkook is licking a fat stripe over his pink hole and making the skater moan loudly.
“Fuck I wasn’t expecting that,” Jimin pants and Jungkook gently kisses his inner thighs.
“Want me to stop?” Jungkook asks between soft bites on the sensitive flesh he was previous kissing.
“No,” Jimin exhales, voice steady with certainty. Jungkook smirks briefly before repeating the long lick and getting another loud moan. He circles the rim with the tip of his tongue briefly, hearing the soft whimpers and gasps from Jimin as he does. He presses his lips to the whole and sucks gently, making Jimin squirm and whine.
“Fuck yes yes ah!” Jimin rambles as Jungkook pushes his tongue inside slowly. Jungkook’s tongue explores where it can reach before sliding out and back in at a slow place. “Ah yes fuck me with your tongue ngh!”
Jungkook feels his own neglected erection twitch at the request and he starts moving his tongue faster in and out. Jimin is a rambling mess of swears and sounds above him and that encourages him to slide a finger in along with his tongue.
“Shit ah!” Jimin yelps at the second intrusion reaching much father than Jungkook’s tongue. A shiver rolls through his body and he starts moving his hips into the steady motions.
Jungkook moves his face away and adds a second finger, steadily thrusting them inside the elder. “Couldn’t resist tasting your peachy ass.”
Jimin whines loudly at that, head dropping back and fucking himself on Jungkook’s fingers faster. “More Kookie. Need more.”
Jungkook pull his finger’s out entirely, watching Jimin clenching around nothing and whine before pushing back in with three. He focuses more on stretching the elder then, scissoring his fingers and Jimin writhes in pleasure from it.
“Fuck! Right there,” Jimin cries as Jungkook curls his fingers into the elder’s prostate.
“You mean here?” Jungkook teases before pressing into the bundle of nerves directly and making Jimin arch off the bed.
“Ah yes please fuck me now. Need you in me,” Jimin babbles. Jungkook groans and the desperation in Jimin’s voice, his neglected cock throbbing for attention. He pulls his fingers out gently and reaches to the bedside drawer where he knew Jimin kept the lube and condoms. He strips himself as well, sucking in a harsh breath as his erection is exposed. As he tears open the condom package, he groans loudly feeling the heat and wetness of Jimin’s mouth on his cock.
“Fuck baby,” Jungkook gasps, hips thrusting slightly into Jimin’s mouth while the elder slides his tongue around the length. “Pretty mouth so good at this.”
Jimin moans around him, sending vibrations of pleasure straight through Jungkook’s body. He grasps at Jimin’s hair to pull him off, knowing he’ll cum from that alone. He kisses the elder sloppily, tongues everywhere as the moan into each other. Jungkook pulls back to roll the condom on himself before lubing himself generously.
“Still want me to hold and fuck you?” Jungkook asks with a smirk. Jimin pulls his plump bottom limp between his teeth and looks up with just his eyes to nod. With a grunt Jungkook is grabbing Jimin and pulling him to the edge of the bed and lifting him. With a yelp Jimin latches on with his legs around the younger’s waist and arms around his neck. Jungkook moves to lean Jimin’s back against a wall for support and removes one hand from the firm hold on the elder’s ass to line his cock up with the other’s entrance.
“Ready baby?” Jungkook asks, softly kissing the elder’s cheek.
“So ready,” Jimin exhales. Jungkook pushes his dick inside, the tip breaching the tight muscle smoothly. Jungkook’s hand returns to Jimin’s ass and he guides the elder down onto him.
“Fuck so tight,” Jungkook groans once he bottoms out, sucking lightly at Jimin’s neck while the elder adjusts.
“God feels so different,” Jimin pants.
“Good different?”
“Very good different. You can move.”
Jungkook grunts as he adjusts his hold and starts thrusting up slowly. Jimin is gasping with each thrust and he looks so blissed out like this. Their lips meet again with it mostly being Jimin gasping and moaning into Jungkook’s mouth.
“Faster please,” Jimin requests with a whine. Jungkook steps back from the wall and Jimin clings to him tighter with a yelp. With a tight grip on Jimin’s ass, Jungkook lifts the elder before pulling him down quickly onto his cock. Both of them moan together as Jungkook does this at a quick pace.
“Fuck baby feels so good. Fucking you feels so good,” Jungkook groans, now moving his hips to meet the drop of Jimin, now going in deeper and making Jimin moan loudly.
“Ah there right there don’t stop,” Jimin rambles, his head dropping back in pleasure as Jungkook has hit his sweet spot. Jungkook backs Jimin back into the wall for support so he can pound mercilessly into him. Jimin is now a constant rambling of moans, swears, and Jungkook’s name as he falls apart.
“Think you can cum untouched?” Jungkook asks, voice raspy. The question makes Jimin moan loud because yes, he definitely could. The elder slides his hands down to Jungkook’s biceps, feeling the muscles work to keep him and he feels the familiar coil of orgasm twist.
“Y-yeah just don’t stop. Fuck you’re so good at this,” Jimin pants.
“Baby likes being pinned to the wall? Being held up and fucked into with my big cock?” Jungkook asks, punctuating his words with hard thrusts that make Jimin cry out in pleasure.
“C-close. So close Kook-ah,” Jimin warns, his blood catching fire signaling his upcoming climax.
“So good for me Jimin. Fucking amazing on my cock. Shit do that again,” Jungkook stammers, Jimin involuntarily clenching which sends sparks through the younger’s veins. Jimin forces himself to focus through his fuzzy arousal brain enough to clench around Jungkook, causing the younger to stutter his thrusts and moan loud.
In a show of brute strength, Jungkook grabs Jimin’s waist and fully pins him to the wall to give himself more space to fully thrust in and out as fast and hard as he can.
“A-ah fuck I-I’m gonna ah Jungkook please!” Jimin babbles, getting cut off with each well-aimed thrust into his prostate and the fire from his blood pooling in his abdomen.
“Go ahead baby,” Jungkook encourages, feeling his own orgasm approaching quickly. With a few more thrusts and a sharp cry, Jimin is cumming all over his stomach, completely untouched. Jungkook can feel all the muscles in his stomach tense from where his hands grip the elder. Jungkook slows down to a steady pace to get Jimin through his high and the elder becomes pliant in his grasp. “You okay babe?”
“Fuck so good. Don’t stop,” Jimin pants. “Want you to cum in me.”
“Shit,” Jungkook exhales sharply. He pulls out and carries Jimin to the bed, laying the elder on his back before thrusting back in smoothly. He quickly picks up the pace again, grunting as the elder writhes below him from the oversensitivity. Jimin trails two fingers up his torso, collecting his own cum before sliding them into his mouth and languidly sucks them clean.
“Fuck so dirty,” Jungkook grunts, his pace stuttering at the sight. The elder repeats the action, maintaining eye contact and mewling at the continued thrusts inside him. “Shit Jimin. Taste good?”
The small flicker of mischief is all the warning Jungkook gets before Jimin is grabbing his neck and pulling him into a sloppy kiss. He can taste the bitterness of Jimin’s ministrations and that tips him over the edge. With a hard groan he is pushing into Jimin fully and spilling into the condom, his whole body tenses and his grip on Jimin’s hips so hard it will bruise. He rolls his hips through his climax and drops to the side of Jimin after his high.
“Fuck Jimin-ah,” he gasps, breathing heavy from the exertion. “Didn’t know you had a strength kink.”
“Neither did I,” Jimin chuckles airily. “Learn something new every day.”
They catch their breath with Jungkook pulling Jimin closer to him, softening cock still inside. After sharing some languid kisses they agree they desperately need a shower before crawling back into bed.
One shower later, they are tangled together under the covers, slowly sharing kisses and whispers between them.
“You’re mine,” Jimin whispers after a chaste kiss, nuzzling his nose into the younger's sweetly.
“I’m yours. All yours and only yours,” Jungkook says softly before a slow and delicate kiss.
“And I’m yours,” Jimin affirms with a smile, watching the bunny smile he is so smitten with grow on the younger’s face.