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Taehyung wakes up feeling hot, slightly hungover and heavy.
It's the AC unit that's partly to blame. They haven't had the time to call in someone to fix it. So the fan runs in the corner, directly aimed at their bed, but it does fuck all at cooling Taehyung down.
He runs hot very easily, sensitive to the heat, and suffers from excessive sweating anytime he's not cool enough. Not the case for Jimin. His boyfriend isn't as bothered by the heat, running cold on the contrary. This changed a little bit since Jimin began HRT but not by much.
Taehyung wants to strip himself of his clothes when he goes to sleep as instinct demands but he knows from experience that sleeping in the nude only makes him feel worse. At least the cotton in his PJs and thin sleep shirt absorb the sweat on his body and helps him cool down.
He sighs now, staring up at the ceiling. Jimin wants to be a cuddlebug this morning as well. He's tucked up against Taehyung's side, wearing only a pair of loose boxers, an arm thrown over Taehyung's waist. His dyed-brown hair tickles Taehyung's chin and nose.
The one nice thing is that even in this summer heat, Jimin's body still feels relatively cool against Taehyung fingers. He wonders if Jimin is cold-blooded or something. Has to be, what with the way his skin is always cool to Taehyung's touch.
As he stirs out of sleep, Taehyung is lazily aware of how he's hard in his PJs. He arches his back slightly, and sighs. Jimin's arm tightens momentarily around his waist as he stirs himself. Then he noses at the jut of Taehyung's shoulder and kisses him there.
"Hey," Taehyung says. The first word of the day. Husky and hoarse from sleep. "Jimin."
"What?"
Taehyung scratches at Jimin's scalp. He kisses the side of Jimin's head.
"I'm horny."
Jimin snorts.
"So?"
"Suck me off?"
Jimin lifts his head up slightly. His hair is wild, bangs forming a curtain around Taehyung's face. His face is cute, scrunched up from sleep. His lips make Taehyung wanna whine. Plump and sweet. Perfect, that's how they look wrapped around Taehyung's dick.
"Ugh. My head aches."
"I know. I'm still horny."
Jimin makes a face at him. Taehyung runs a hand over Jimin's nape, admiring the lean bicep muscles Jimin has been working on so diligently in the gym. He's not very motivated himself but he likes looking at Jimin work out.
Jimin grabs his hand, and intertwines their fingers together. He kisses the back of Taehyung's hand and goes back to cuddling up to Taehyung. That's sweet but it doesn't solve Taehyung's problem.
"Minnie..."
"I'm not in the mood," Jimin grumbles. He yawns.
Taehyung sighs again. He's prepared to let it go. So he makes to roll out from bed and go jerk off in the shower by himself, when Jimin tightens his hold on Taehyung's hand.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"I'm gonna jerk off in the bathroom."
Jimin cracks his eyes open at that. He fixes him with a pout.
"You don't have to do that. Do it here."
That makes Taehyung lick his lips. "Oh?"
"You can touch yourself for me," Jimin murmurs. "And you can let me watch, baby."
"Yeah? You wanna watch," Taehyung says, with a grin. "You could do more than watch. You could sit on it. Always a thing you're allowed to do."
Jimin fixes him with a smirk. "I know. But I just wanna watch right now."
Taehyung props himself up a little more on the bed.
Jimin goes with him, head still pillowed on Taehyung's shoulder. Taehyung tries to pull his right hand free but Jimin tightens his hold on it.
"That's the hand I usually do it with."
Jimin fixes him with a challenging look. "Aren't you ambidextrous?"
Taehyung groans. "Yeah, but you don't get it. My right hand is still my jerk-off hand. You know this, baby."
The smirk Jimin gives him makes Taehyung's heart race. "So make do with your left hand. You're saying you can't hold my hand and jerk off with your left hand?"
The appeal to his competitive side isn't lost on Taehyung. But despite knowing that, Taehyung still bites.
"Alright," Taehyung says. "I can multitask for you."
Jimin makes a sleepy sound in content. His breathing becomes steadier. "Don't mind me. I'm just gonna chill out here."
He has to try and awkwardly shimmy out of his PJs while not disturbing Jimin who's back to a light doze. Somehow, with awkward fumbling that doesn't feel sexy, Taehyung gets them to around his thighs. He's gonna try and kick them off, when Jimin suddenly says: "Keep them on."
"Why's that?" Taehyung asks.
"If I wasn't being so lazy, that's how I would wanna ride you right now."
The words are meant to frustrate and make his breathing hitch, and Jimin succeeds. Taehyung releases a complaining whiney sound. Jimin giggles.
"You're so demanding for being so lazy."
"Fucking's messy," Jimin says. "We'll make a mess and then we'll have to shower and redo the sheets. I don't have the energy today. I just wanna watch you touch yourself."
Taehyung wraps his hand around his dick. It's too dry. Lube isn't close by either. It's on Jimin's bedside table.
"Baby, pass me the lube. 'S too dry."
Jimin makes a sound in dissent. "Don't wanna do anything. Figure it out."
This is maddening but in a way which is interesting.
"Okay," Taehyung says slowly. He lets go of his dick and waggles the fingers of his left hand at Jimin's lips. "Get them wet, then?"
The sides of Jimin's lips quirk up into a mischievous smile. "Not doing any work, remember?"
Taehyung makes an aggrieved sound. He gets the point of it. Feeling flustered, he sticks his fingers into his own mouth. This time, Jimin stirs and pulls away to watch.
His lips part. Jimin's cheeks fill with a splotchy blush. Taehyung keeps his gaze on Jimin's as he sucks.
"Yeah," Jimin says, clearly affected voice rougher and deeper. "Like that. Yeah. Get them wet yourself."
Taehyung feels obscene. He takes his own fingers into his mouth down to the knuckle. He sucks on them, coating them thoroughly with saliva till the skin on his tips prune.
Then he pulls his fingers out and separates out; flimsy strings of saliva briefly connect and disconnect. Jimin sighs, and nuzzles further in the hollow of Taehyung's neck, squeezing his hand.
"Fuck your hand just like how you fuck me," Jimin says quietly.
Taehyung wraps his rapidly cooling fingers around his dick. The slide up and down is a bit awkward as he tries to work with a hand that's not accustomed to getting the job done. Jimin hugs their intertwined fingers to his chest and whines for the first time ever.
"Tae..."
"What? What is it?" Taehyung asks, through laboured pants. "You like seeing me jerk off?"
Jimin makes a sound in affirmation. He's looking, oh, he is most certainly looking. Taehyung watches him lick his lips.
"I wish you were in my mouth now," Jimin says, a little distraught.
"You could have had that," Taehyung complains. "You can still have it." He feels hopeful. "You wanna put it in your mouth?"
He holds his leaking, wet dick up at what he thinks is an attractive angle and offering. He knows Jimin goes nuts for when he holds his dick.
Jimin huffs against his cheek. "But I also want you in my ass. Feels empty, baby. Wish you were in me."
Taehyung rolls his eyes heaven-ward. Jimin has woken up in a particularly difficult mood today.
"You gotta tell me what you want."
Jimin gets shy. He hides his face against Taehyung's chest as he lets go of his hold on Taehyung's right hand and pulls it around his waist.
"You wanna really multitask?Promise I'm not asking for much."
Taehyung grins, amused and aroused. This is cute, irritating but also hot.
"Tell me what you want."
"Just keep one finger pressed against my hole," Jimin murmurs, and he sighs. "That's it. Don't even put it in. I know. I'm sorry. I just wanna be close to you but I don't wanna fuck right now."
Taehyung's cock twitches in his hold and leaks some more.
"That's not a hard ask," Taehyung says softly, melting for Jimin. "I always wanna be close to you too. No matter what."
Jimin makes a softly affected sound. He cups Taehyung's cheek and strokes the skin there with his thumb.
He gasps when Taehyung slips his other hand past the waistband of his boxers and easily parts his asscheeks. Taehyung groans when he manages to press his middle finger over Jimin's tight, little, dry hole. It clenches sporadically, and Taehyung gets it. He begins jerking off.
Jimin exhales desperate, little puffs against Taehyung's cheek. "Feels so good. Remember when we were 18 and you would just touch me here like this all the time."
Taehyung laughs. He does remember.
"We had no idea what we were doing. I knew I wanted to fuck you here."
Jimin chuckles. His touch on Taehyung's cheek is possessive, fingers cool but branding at the same time. Taehyung feels owned. He presses down on Jimin's hole and doesn't take it in as per the request. He owns too. He owns this hole. Has for a long time.
"Then we got condoms and lube and we figured it out, didn't we?" Jimin whispers. "Oh boy, we figured it out."
"We sure did," Taehyung says. Jerking off with his left hand is something he's getting the hang off. Good practice. He should consider using this hand too.
"I want you to do stuff like this again. Kiss me, come on," Jimin confesses, with an unsteady exhale of breath. He gasps, when Taehyung disobeys a little bit and inclines his middle finger to press up on his taint too.
"You want to me jerk myself off, touch your asshole and kiss you at the same time? I'm only human."
Jimin laughs. He gives Taehyung some grace and rolls up to rest his weight on his elbows on either side of Taehyung's head. It's Jimin who presses their lips together.
"My baby," Jimin says, pressing fond, little pecks repeatedly on Taehyung's mouth. "You're doing well."
Taehyung relaxes, letting Jimin give him apology kisses all over his face. He gives himself firm, sure strokes and thinks of what it would be like to stick just the tip in.
Jimin pulls away from kissing him, and rests his weight on his elbows. He settles for staring at Taehyung, affectionately intense.
"My baby," Jimin murmurs. His words drip with possession. "So handsome. I'm a lucky guy, aren't I?"
Taehyung's eyes fall shut.
He soaks in the praise like a new sponge. He can handle it but he would also like more. Jimin delivers.
"I'm lucky and I know it. Look at your face. So pretty. Look at your cock. So big and thick and juicy. I'm lucky, hm? I get to suck it and sit on it."
Taehyung shudders.
He presses down harder on Jimin's hole and sneakily slips just the tip of his finger in. Jimin throws his head back in a laugh, exposing the strong, beautiful column of his throat. Taehyung has left marks here before. He wants to do so now but his forearms burn with strain.
It's hot being caged in by Jimin's arms. Taehyung cranes his head to leave a kiss on a straining bicep. Jimin smiles, razor-sharp and sweet. Intimidating yet soft. That's Jimin. Taehyung loves the contradictions.
"You wanna fuck me so bad," Jimin breathes out.
Taehyung bites down on his own lower lip. He's close. His hand feels good. Jimin's ass would have felt better. Way better.
"Oh sweetheart," Taehyung says. "You wish I was fucking you so bad."
He slides more of his finger in. Jimin's eyes get that glazed fucked-stupid look.
He cums inside his hand on his palm. Jimin's eyes widen when Taehyung brings his hand up for both of them to inspect, cum streaked over his palm and in dips of his fingers.
"I did that," Taehyung says.
Jimin pouts. "I took part in it. I did it too."
Taehyung shakes his head.
"I did that," Taehyung says.
Jimin licks his lips. His tongue darts out, and he cranes his head forward. A disappointed, petulant cry escapes Jimin when Taehyung brings his dirty hand to his own mouth instead.
"You wanted me to do all the work," Taehyung reminds him.
"You don't have to take instructions that seriously," Jimin says, staring Taehyung lick up his own cum. His gaze is hungry. Jimin likes cum. Taehyung knows that. He's being a little bit mean. It's okay. Sometimes, it's fun making Jimin pout and denying him things.
"That was fun," Jimin says after both Taehyung's hands are free, resting on his ass. They stink but they were put to work. "I think you should fuck me for real now."
"What happened to not messing up the sheets?" Taehyung raises an eyebrow.
"Can't fault a man for changing his mind after seeing that little show you gave me," Jimin says, waggling his brows. He is full of praise today. Taehyung likes being spoiled rotten. He's the lucky one. He truly is.
Taehyung throws his head back. "You're doing all the work."
Jimin smiles and kisses all over his face. "Yeah? Want me to get you hard again? Want your Mimi to get on top and do everything? Wanna relax and let me do everything now?"
Taehyung makes a face at the smacking sounds of Jimin's kisses.
"Yeah," Taehyung says, pouty. "I just want a blow job. I'm easy."
"You are, and that's what I love about you," Jimin murmurs. "You sure?"
Taehyung strokes Jimin's side. "Yeah. You sure you don't want me to, you know? Return the favour?"
Conflicting emotions pass over Jimin's face. Taehyung knows a hard time is being had. He doesn't want to push it but sometimes he asks. Just to be sure.
"Not now," Jimin says. He looks away with a heavy sigh. Then he swiftly looks back with a smile. Taehyung's heart aches.
"Let's focus on you, alright," Jimin says softly. "It helps me. I promise."
Taehyung nods. "Okay."
They roll around in bed and kiss. Then Jimin gets on top and Taehyung sighs as he gets a damn good ride.
It's all fine.
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