Somehow Jimin's back found itself slammed onto the air hockey table in the arcade room inside of the Park mansion. Another male scrambled to climb on top of him, hovering over him, peppering kisses over the blonde's jaw and down his neck, trying to make sure every exposed surface of skin was covered in kisses.

Jimin let out a moan when the older male made his way back up to his favorite spot, just under his ear.

"You have to be quiet" Yoongi smirked between his words. "You don't know who might hear you. Ms. Kang, your sweet housekeeper, might just walk in here and see me making you feel so good like this."

The blonde groaned at the older's words. "Why did you have to bring up Ms. Kang? Are you trying to kill the mood?" Jimin grimaced before he placed his hand of the back of the older's neck, pulling him back into another deep kiss.

Once again, Yoongi pulled away. "You would like that, wouldn't you? You'd like it if someone were to walk into the arcade and see me fucking you real good on this hockey table. Would that turn you on, Sweetness?"

A combination of the pet name and the older's husky voice in his ear, made Jimin visibly shudder in response. He was so turned on and he wanted to be touched right now. "W-want you to hurry and touch me" he pleaded in a whiny voice.

Ever since Jimin stormed into the kitchen the day he tearfully left Taehyung's apartment, Yoongi and Jimin haven't been able to keep their hands off of one another. After a round of risque, electrifying sex up against the laundry room door, Jimin couldn't stop himself from finding the raven-haired male anytime he wanted to try out another scandalous position, kink, or fetish.

Sometimes he'd hit up the older with a forward, flirtatious text message whenever he just wanted to meet up for a quick round.

And Yoongi would always be there as soon as he'd get the call. Unless Yoongi wasn't home for some unknown reason, he'd quickly bounce on the opportunity to make Jimin repeat his name in that perfect moaning voice he has, followed by the prettiest way his lips form into an 'o' shape and the way his eyebrows crease whenever he was left completely speechless.

If the married man was being honest, Jimin has been the best fuck buddy he's ever had.

The pair have now had many sexual excursions throughout the entire house, in any new room for the sex companions to find exciting. After the laundry room adventure, Jimin and Yoongi have decided that there's something exceptionally hot about exploring their fantasies in dangerous situations, almost like exhibitionists.

There's been the garage, in the driver's seat of Yoongi's McLaren Jimin's mother oh so generously gifted him. It wasn't very roomy, but man, it felt luxurious. One time, it was inside the pool house, inside one of the shower rooms. That time was particularly steamy because there's something so thrilling about almost-public shower sex.

Jimin's personal favorite was inside the in-house library. Because he's been taught from a young age that the library was supposed to be a silent place, it felt phenomenally rebellious to be as loud as he wanted, knowing that the room is rarely used.

The arcade hasn't been touched yet, so that's why it was Yoongi's next pick and Jimin was just as excited.

Yoongi reached a hand down to start palming the man underneath him through his skinny jeans. At first, it felt so perfect, but as Jimin grew harder, the way his metal zipper rubbed him started to hurt. He hissed at the feeling.

Understanding the reaction, Yoongi chuckled while he gradually undid the button at the top before sliding the zipper down at a snail's pace.

This made the smaller male grow frustrated and he let out a whine. Finally, Yoongi complied by unzipping the rest and hovering his hand over Jimin's erect cock, over his boxers. Jimin watched with lust-filled eyes as the man felt his outline perfectly through his underwear, paying extra attention to the head, running this thumb repeatedly over the slit.

As Jimin's arousal grew, a wet spot was forming on his boxers. "H-hyung... keep going..." he stuttered, throwing his head back, "f-feels so g-good."

At that, Yoongi teased the tip of Jimin's length for a moment, intensely watching for the younger's reactions. "You want to come like this, Jiminie? With me touching you through your boxers?"

Though it felt amazing, Jimin knew that it wasn't all he wanted right now. Taking a lot of his willpower, he shook his head back and forth with his eyes clenched shut.

"What do you want me to do to you?" Yoongi withdrew his hand and snickered as he asked.

Jimin peeked his eyes open, looking obviously annoyed. "You know what I want. I told you in the text" he huffed.

"Hmm... I don't quite remember," Yoongi teased. "You'll have to tell me... out loud." He whispered the last part.

The young heir couldn't help but blush at that remark. Though he's become so comfortable with himself in the bedroom lately, there are still certain things that fluster him. And openly declaring his desires is one of them.

Yoongi started to climb down from the air hockey table. "Well, if there's nothing then I guess I better go." He looked down at his fancy watch, pretending to look busy. "I got stuff to do." He lied. He turned toward the exit only for Jimin to panic.

"Alright, fine! Fine! I want you to fuck me!" He blurted, crossing his arms over his chest in defeat and irritation. "Now get over here and finish what you started!" He grumbled, while pointing down to his crotch. He was throbbing.

At how adorable the younger was acting, Yoongi flashed the most precious, genuine smile that exposed his gums. "Cute..." Jimin mumbled, looking away.

"What was that?" Yoongi asked as he hovered over the younger once again.

"Nothing." Before the older could say anything else, Jimin pulled him down, forcing their lips together.

Their movements were now hurried. One by one, they let their clothing fall to the floor around them. The dark-haired male pulled away from Jimin's body for just a moment to shimmy off his own pants and boxers in one go, leaving him completely bare, before returning to his position over the other.

Yoongi held up his thumb to the blonde's lips, who excitedly accepted it into his mouth. He let the thumb slip past his lips, making sure to stare Yoongi deeply in the eyes while he licked the tip of his nail.

While Jimin animately sucked on the digit, Yoongi cursed under his breath after taking a quick intake of breath. "You really like putting on a show for me, don't you?"

The younger nodded with innocent doe eyes, but there was nothing innocent about his current actions. Yoongi withdrew his thumb and replaced it with three of his fingers and Jimin was sure to get them perfectly coated in his saliva.

"Sweetness, you'd be the star of any performance."

As Jimin spread his legs wide, Yoongi brought his slick fingers down to the boy's entrance, getting a nod of approval before pressing his pointer finger past the ring of muscle. Jimin clenched around the first intrusion, but after a short moment, he relaxed, allowing Yoongi to insert another finger and then another. Jimin let out a whine as the older's long fingers grazed that special spot inside of him.

When he seemed to be perfectly stretched, Yoongi slowly pulled his fingers out, leaving Jimin's hole to clench around nothing. The older groaned at the sight. He quickly spat on his own cock, pumping it a few times to make sure it was completely lubricated before positioning himself at the entrance.

Without warning, he shoved himself inside, but by the marvelous mewl Jimin let out, it was evident that he liked the surprise. As he hovered over the smaller, his elbows on either side of his head, Yoongi pulled out, only to thrust himself back inside hard. Jimin typically liked sex to be quick and rough, so Yoongi made sure to deliver. Jimin started to meet the older halfway with his thrusts.

So lost in all of the sensations, Yoongi didn't notice when his foot accidentally bumped the switch on the side of the air-hockey machine, causing it to be brought to life. The bright lights of the arcade game put the couple fully on display and the air coming out of the tiny holes blew wisps of their hair around their faces.

Jimin shuddered at the cold feeling of the air beneath his naked body, but then he couldn't help but audibly laugh at how ridiculous the situation was, bringing up a tiny hand to cover his mouth as his precious giggles slipped out. And though Yoongi was a bit embarrassed, he couldn't help but laugh himself.

All it took was for Yoongi to thrust forward a bit and both males were right back in the mood, ignoring the flashing lights and the air blowing.

It didn't take long for both of them to reach their peaks. Jimin dug his nails into Yoongi's bare back as he released between them, spraying their stomachs. Yoongi intensely watched the younger's face as he came and it encouraged him to climax only a couple thrusts afterwards.

The boys didn't waste any time to seperate and clean themselves off, using Jimin's boxers to quickly wipe away the cum, knowing they would both need showers after their time together.

Just as they were both fully dressed, an unexpected guest entered the room, which caused them both to widen their eyes, the color leaving their faces. Jimin, without hesitation, hid his dirty boxers behind his back.

"Hey Mom!" Jimin smiled at his mother, who entered wearing only a bath robe and a confused look on her face.

She looked between Yoongi and Jimin, trying to read the odd situation in front of her, and Jimin's unusually sweet greeting was a bit suspicious. "Hi sweetie" she responded a bit dryly. "What are you two doing in here? And why are you both sweaty?"

Yoongi spoke up for them. "We were playing an intense round of air hockey. Jimin was telling me how good he was, and he didn't believe me when I told him I was a pro in high school." He casually patted Jimin on the shoulder, much like a normal step-dad would to their new step-son.

Jiwoo looked between the pair again and then glanced back at the air hockey table that was actually turned on. "Hmm... very well. Boys will be boys," not pushing the subject any further. "Yoongi dear, go shower and get dressed in something nice. We have an important dinner to attend to tonight."

With that, she left the arcade, leaving two very relieved men behind her.

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"You look exceptionally happy today" Jungkook noticed, watching as his older friend hummed while highlighting something inside his textbook.

At his friends words, Jimin looked up and tilted his blonde head to the side. "Really?" he asked. He hadn't really noticed before, but now that Jungkook's bringing it to his attention in their study session, he is pretty happy right now.

"Yeah. You're basically tap dancing in your seat while reading that chapter." Jimin immediately stopped moving his feet under his desk at the younger's words.

Jimin hummed, biting on the end of the pink highlighter, before removing it to say, "I don't know why." He shrugged.

Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows at his friend. He was acting really odd, that's for sure. "How can you be in such a good mood when you and Taehyung are fighting?"

The older set his pen down before swiveling around in his chair to face his best friend, a perturbed expression on his face. "How do know that Taehyung and I are fighting?" The fact that Jungkook knew this was a little strange. Jimin hasn't personally talked to him about this, so that means Taehyung must have...

"Why is Taehyung talking to you about us fighting?" Jimin stood from his desk chair, glaring at his friend that's now standing up from his position on the floor.

Jungkook's eyes widened, realizing how the situation now looks. He held up his hands in defense. "No Jimin. It's not like that," he tried to explain, "Taehyung was just upset about it, so he asked me if you were okay and so we just started talking about it."

"We've been fighting for almost two weeks," Jimin seethed, "And you're just now talking to me about it. Why wouldn't my best friend check in and see how I'm doing when I've fought with MY boyfriend."

Before Jungkook could get any sort of explanation out, Jimin continued. "Get out." He crossed his arms over his chest.

"W-what?" The younger asked, his already doe eyes growing even wider.

"Get out, Jungkook. Come back when you decide to be a real friend to me."

The younger quickly gathered all of his belongings, shoving them into his book bag, and rushed out of the room. He walked out of the Park mansion with his head hanging low. What sucked about this situation was that he didn't have anything he coud say to make the older feel better because it was all true.

He knew about the fight, but chose to be there to comfort Taehyung...

But it couldn't be helped.... because he loved him.

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