Pairing: Min Yoongi (DOM) X Park Jimin (SUB)

Summary: Over a conversation in the college café and an extended outing at the park, Jimin gets Yoongi easier than he expected.

Genre: Smut, gay smut (mxm), Porn without Plot, college/university AU

Warnings: Smut, dirty talk, switch(?), Chim is 'obstinate', daddy kink (we love it), just a bit of smacking on the ass, both got rich big dicks, hand job, semi-public sex, blow job, cum swallowing.

Word Count: 1.8k+

a/n: Jimin's huge crush, Yoongi's first love.
Again, no banner. Same reason. Don't kill me already!

The edit is definitely not mine.

"Who is that guy?" Jimin asked the girl standing next to him, pointing at the mint-haired and attractive boy wearing a black jacket, sitting nonchalantly at one of the corner tables of the cafeteria, eyes fixed on the screen of his phone. Tucked away from the prying eyes of everyone but Jimin, who after months of just being a silent admirer from afar, finally mustered the courage to ask something about him.

"He's Yoongi. Better steer clear from him. He is not the lover type. He can be quite cold at times, and even without saying a single word he can leave a deep gash on your heart." The girl warned him as she left the café, her boyfriend having come to pick her.

'Well, whatever she said, I am just gonna go try to talk to him.' Jimin thought as he plopped down onto the chair opposite that of Yoongi. Yoongi, for one, didn't notice the younger's presence until he started tapping his fingers on the table, playing a haphazard tune randomly, trying to get the elder's attention.

"Hullo, I didn't ask you to sit down here." Yoongi's tone was deadpan and eyes gleaming.

"But no one's sitting here." Jimin shrugged as he established eye contact with the elder. The elder held his gaze for a few seconds before he finally exhaled through his mouth.

"Fine, what do you want?" He ran a hand through his mint hair, observing the younger's face as he felt his own facial expressions soften. He felt rather comfortable with this orange-haired, plump-lipped guy then he could ever feel at ease with a stranger, ever.

"Your phone number, princess." Jimin mouthed, tongue wetting his lips making the plump pair glisten in the late evening sunlight streaming in through the blinds.

Yoongi didn't want to admit it, but Jimin's confidence actually won him over. He, however managed to keep a straight face as he scowled a bit, in an attempt to throw him off.

"And what makes you think I'll give it to you?"

"Oh please, princess. Just...give it to me." Jimin's face contorted a bit, but he stuck to his demeanor.

"No, I won't." Yoongi said, returning to his phone.

A few minutes had passed and Jimin hadn't gone away yet. His ego was way too inflated to do so hence he persisted, but the elder didn't know about that, obviously. Instead, Yoongi bit his lip thinking of this man's balls (pun intended in the most innocent way possible) and put his phone face down on the table.

"Whoever you are, I admire your boldness." Yoongi spoke up.

"Yeah, thanks. Now give me your phone number." Jimin leaned forward and began tapping his fingers on the surface of the table impatiently.

To say Yoongi was enjoying the series of events would be an understatement. He was loving it, and he craved more of it. At the same time, he felt very tempted to know what all the younger had, to offer to him.

"If I ask you to come with me to the park outside, how would you like it?" Yoongi played his next move, without bothering to answer the man's repeated requests asking for his phone number.

Night was beginning to fall, with the earliest traces of starlight filtering in through the cafeteria window blinds. Jimin sighed as he looked outside the window, in the direction of the park.

"I would like it." He said in a small pretense of nonchalance, letting his eyes meet the elder's brown ones. "But only if you give me your phone number will I come with you."

This obstinacy on the younger's part piqued Yoongi's interest, only serving to endear Jimin to him even more. "I will."

***

It was pretty late into dusk when the two of them ventured out of the college cafeteria, on their way to the said park. A cool breeze whipped past their faces, chilling them both to the bone. Yoongi pulled his black jacket closer around his torso as he turned his head towards Jimin's direction and gave him a small and sexy side smile. Jimin's dick twitched painfully inside his boxers. He managed to smile back, though. This was an outing he had earned, after all. Jimin had actually expected he would be rejected a few times and be made to run after him for months to even get him to notice. But nothing of that sort happened. This had turned out to be a relatively easy conquest for him, even easier compared to the previous times he had asked anybody out, for that matter. He wondered if the elder's intentions were noble, but his own weren't either, so he simply shrugged his shoulders.

"So, why have you been dying to get my number?" Yoongi asked despite knowing the obvious answer, more out of the need to start a conversation and break the ice than to sound logical.

"I have been an ardent admirer of yours ever since I first saw you." Jimin was honest.

Yoongi smiled, dripping with sugary sweetness, his pink gums more visible than his white teeth. "When did you first see me?" Before he could know it, he had again asked an obvious question.

"At the annual college fete, last year." The younger answered quietly, his sweaty palms wetting the small piece of paper that carried his muse's phone number. He shoved it inside the pockets of his most expensive pair of denim pants before he opened his mouth to speak again. "You were at the piano, and you performed an original song of yours called 'First Love'. It was something about how your piano was your first love, and when you realized-"

"Gosh, you have done quite a lot of research." Yoongi's laugh that followed soon after was a sheepish and distracted one, and that was because his mind was elsewhere, probably thinking about how this man in front of him might become his first love soon (among human beings, that is. Turns out he had never loved anyone before).

Color reddened Jimin's face, and that too quite visibly. He must have been blushing real hard, for the pinkish tint of his cheeks reflected straight into the elder's eyes, even in the dark. Yoongi smirked.

He suddenly stopped at a large banyan tree, leaning against its huge trunk. Jimin presumed it was to catch some breath, and so, he too stopped, hands on his hips.

What happened after that unfolded too fast, almost in a flash, in the blink of an eye.

Yoongi was the one who initiated it. He made a swift lunge forward, pushing the younger by his chest, immediately pinning him onto the tree trunk. The next moment his one hand was on the younger's collarbone, while his other hand found purchase on his clothed dick, rubbing it from the outside.

A second later, his lips met Jimin's plump ones. Jimin moaned into his mouth as the elder's pace of rubbing increased to an incredulous speed. His dick, having a mind of its own, wanted to burst out of the seams of his boxers. His mouth dropped open unconsciously, and Yoongi grabbed the opportunity as soon as he got it, sliding his long tongue in.

"Nghhh...." The sounds coming out of Jimin's lips were at the peak of their incoherence as Yoongi's tongue explored each and every corner of the inside of his mouth, having him clearly beg for more.

"Y-Yoon-"

A sharp pain shot up from the sensory nerves populating Jimin's ass as he felt a hard smack on his ass cheek.

"Daddy. Call me daddy." Yoongi stopped kissing him, only to revert his attention to his man's dick. He pulled at his denim pants and boxers, and out sprang the younger's cock, harder than the hardest 'anything' he had ever seen.

"Wow." Yoongi didn't bother to stifle his surprise. Jimin's cock was large (and hard) even by pornstar standards. "That's a nice huge package you've been carrying around with you everyday." He broke into a laughter, which he put to a stop by biting at his rosy pink lower lip. His hands, both of them, began working at his shaft to give the younger the pleasure he needed so bad, and which he deserved more than anything (in Yoongi's opinion).

Moisture soaked Jimin's black sweater as he was pushed, back down, onto the green grass, that had a dewy quality. The bushes around the tree, as well as the prop roots and the rich foliage, served the purpose well to not make them vulnerable, 'easy to catch' in the act. Yoongi knew this place too well. That was the place he had lost his anal virginity at, after all. He shook all old memories away as he returned to the younger with renewed vigor, pumping faster and faster until Jimin's cock twitched.

"I'm co-coming, d-daddy." Jimin's voice was shaking as his seed drenched the elder's hand with an off-white, creamy color. The texture had the feel of a quarter boiled egg, nevertheless Yoongi licked it all clean before standing up and smirking at him. Jimin was breathing heavily, lying on the ground.

'It's my turn now.' Thinking thus, Yoongi exhaled slowly as he eyed Jimin's form with lust. The younger licked his lips in anticipation.

Yoongi slipped out of his jeans and boxers, palming his own big dick. Jimin sat up, and stared wide-eyed at the large cock in front of him.

"Yours is no less huge." He finally mustered the strength to say it.

The elder slapped his cheeks with his dick. "Thank you, now take this in your pretty mouth."

Jimin dropped his mouth open, letting his long, luscious tongue lick the elder's cock in a painfully slow motion. He took it out of his mouth, hollowed his cheeks to collect some spit, and spat on it. Then he rubbed all of it onto Yoongi's shaft with his hands that looked so tiny in front of the elder's cock.

He gave it a few kitten licks here and there, and then proceeded to deep throat it, and he did it four times in total.

When Yoongi came, his cum ran like water, flowing down the younger's throat and leaving a salty aftertaste in his mouth.

"Thank you." Jimin was grateful as he licked the cock clean, and smacked his lips. Both of them got dressed, not much later.

***

"I will go out with you. Surely." Yoongi said to him, hands stuffed inside his jeans pockets, his trademark gummy smile plastered on his face. They were on the way to their respective dorms. He was more than ready to try this guy in front of him out, having a good impression of him since he turned out to be a great cocksucker.

"Thank you, Yoon...daddy." Jimin smiled at him as they both turned to walk in the direction of their rooms, too excited to jump onto bed and talk to each other via text messaging.