Btbt - B.I & Soulja Boy Tell 'Em ft DeVita

The breeze is warm, just like the temperature outside.

The night is calm, probably with a few passing cars riding outside along the main street. The ocean before the hotel is peaceful, and the moon in the distance glimmers with the palm trees along with the stars glistening the sky.

Maybe if Jimin was more on the sober side, he would enjoy it. He likes embracing nature, more specifically his home.

He missed this, being here in Brazil.

Maybe one good thing came out of him being not so sober - He won't get too emotional thinking about leaving yet. Now all that's running through Jimin's head is trying to keep himself steady and catching the fresh air before heading downstairs, enjoying the rest of his night.

Well, that was his plan at least.

In a distance he heard the door of the suite opening and closing, followed by a familiar pattern of footsteps edging towards him. Jimin didn't move away from his position leaning against the rail, arms still crossed as he looks out to the horizon with the wind softly
caressing his long brunette hair and the moon still glistening his white silk dress.

He did tense up a bit when he felt the presence of someone now beside him, leaning back with elbows against the rail.

"You doing okay Gatita?"

Jimin shivers a little from the low tone of Taemin's voice, letting out a low sigh as he takes in the view before his eyes and slowly nods, "Yeah, catching a breather."

"I don't blame you, it was getting a little too wild down there," Taemin softly snickers, his smile a little slurred as he runs a hand through his hair, "I'm so fucked up."

"Yeah, me too," Jimin says quietly, looking down to his hands, now resting his elbows on the rail, "Careful to not drink so much with Gem, he's not a light weight."

"Oh I've noticed," Taemin chuckles, sliding closer to Jimin, "But I want to focus on my Gatita, it's your special day after all."

A small smile edges Jimin's lips, just for the sake of it despite that not being like how he feels, "Thanks."

"What's wrong mi amor?" Taemin asks, noticing the heaviness of Jimin's attitude, "Did something happen?"

Jimin didn't say anything, more so didn't know what to say. He's not usually one to open up about insecurities since he doesn't like feeling insecure about himself. He doesn't like how this dress and hair is now making him feel as though he isn't accepted or wanted, despite it being who he is.

It's easy to just say to have a don't care attitude, but it's hard to do.

It's a weird feeling, and he hates it.

Taemin takes in Jimin's silence, frowning to how his smile drops quietly as he looks to his hands, and he edges closer, now standing so close and seeing Jimin's expression from a better and closer angle.

Tenderly he raises a hand and caresses a strand of Jimin's hair behind his ear, tracing the same hand to his jaw and tilts his gaze up.

It was beyond words to describe Jimin's beauty through Taemin's eyes, it really is. With his hair in its long strands of waves to the side with his fierce make up and dress perfecting him, beautiful is a far too little word to describe Jimin.

Far too little.

So Taemin softly smiles to him and traces his hand down to his, tugging it, "You owe me a dance."

Jimin eyebrow twitches, but Taemin only edges Jimin's hands towards him until Jimin finally gives in and lets Taemin wraps his arms around his neck, while Taemin's hands wraps around his waist and they quietly move to the music that could still be heard from the ballroom of Jimin's party.

It's a slow song, which is perfect for a slow dance.

However, dancing with Taemin, a slow dance is anything but romantic.

He kept nudging Jimin's face with his nose, either on his cheek or nose. His hands kept poking to familiar ticklish spots, and his moves are dramatic in his attempt in making Jimin smile.

And it worked.

Jimin was a squealing and giggling mess to Taemin's playful affection, pushing him back but Taemin teasingly would bring him back with arms around his waist as he continues to sway them dramatically. Maybe this is when not being exactly sober becomes fun, since everything feels light and reckless.

And all of Jimin's doubts were suddenly gone, now to feeling giddily and... Infinite.

Just what he needed.

"Gatita! Don't tease me!" Taemin squeals now when Jimin tickles his neck, giggling, "I will throw you over this railing!"

"You started it," Jimin giggles, now left to stare at Taemin's glittering eyes, "You.... Started.... It.."

Giggles now shifted down so tender smiles, and Taemin couldn't fathom or hold himself back from gliding his hand to Jimin's cheek, breathing him in.

Breathing in his precious Gatita.

"You're so beautiful," He whispers, almost as if he's having a hard time himself believing what he's seeing before his eyes, "So beautiful..... So perfect..... So.... Fucking addicting."

Jimin felt his heart leaping in his chest, especially when Taemin didn't hold back from crashing their lips together, roughly.

And that's when Jimin felt it all.

The heightened pulses speeding in his body, the heat, the way his heart practically exploded in his chest like the flutters in his stomach.

Jimin felt it all.

And.... More.

He felt his back meeting the edge of the door to the balcony, Taemin's aggressive hands tracing the outline of his body to his ass, giving it such a hard squeeze that had sharply moaning against his mouth and kiss him back with a tongue now fighting against his. Taemin's body was weakening to this, feeling fragile and staggered for Jimin's body and lips alone,  and the control it has over his body. Usually being able to hold himself together is now completely gone, losing himself for his Gatita.

Stumbling now back into the bedroom, Taemin is pushed to sit on the bed and Jimin claps his jaw into the kiss as he straddles his lap, moving his hips against his. Roughly Taemin runs his hands up Jimin's body and to his back, holding him so tightly while growing drugged by his scent digging his nose.

Everything about Jimin drives him wild.

His scent.

His lips.

His voice.

His body.

His mind.

Everything.

"Gatita," Taemin growls lowly, moaning, "I... I can't control myself."

Suddenly he yanks a fist full of Jimin's long hair back, forcing him to crane his head and Taemin runs his raw lips against his neck, licking over his skin between his lips and kissing so delicately yet roughly with praises escaping his throat like a little bitch.

In the midst of this, one of Jimin's hands moves to a drawer in the nightstand and grabs the familiar bottle between his fingers. He was hoping to have a freaky night on his own while everyone was asleep, just because he can and its his birthday.

Guess plans has changed.

"Do you want me baby?"

Taemin desperately nods, grabbing Jimin's face hard and kisses his lips repeatedly, "Mhm."

"I never been with a man," Jimin suddenly says, "And you haven't either."

"And I wouldn't regret it if my first is with you," Taemin says confidently, meeting Jimin's eyes, "It's only me and you, it's worth it."

Jimin feels his heart flutter again in his chest, "Go slow, okay? I've done a dildo before but never-"

Taemin kisses his lips again, rougher, "I swear if you say that again I will get down on you right now - Hmm."

Confidently Jimin unzips Taemin pants, pulling out his hard erection and coating it with lube. By now Taemin is trembling, breathing so heavily to Jimin stroking him with the lube, all the while Taemin traces his hand through the slit of Jimin's dress, scrunching it up while grasping the laced thong he's wearing.

And rips it off.

Jimin whines quietly to this, "It was my favorite."

"Nothing compared to this."

With on hand Taemin shackles Jimin forward with an arm around his waist, slapping his hands off his dick and takes it upon himself to rub the tip where the anus is, and pressing hard against it.

"OW!" Jimin squeaks, eyes squeezing shut, "S-Slow please! M-More lube."

Taemin eases his dick away immediately, grabbing the lube and instead of pouring it on his pulsating erection, he pours it on his fingers and slides his hand down between them and up Jimin's anus.

This still had Jimin humming in discomfort, but he knows this familiar sensation too well to know how to handle it. He sucks his bottom lip in his teeth, and that was enough provocation for Taemin to hungrily kiss him while bitting hard against his bottom lip instead.

Jimin began to move against his fingers, moaning quietly to the kiss and the way he can feel himself growing more and more loose, moving harder and faster but Taemin's other hand on his hip stops him before removing his fingers officially out of him - replacing it with his throbbing dick.

The pain by the tip wasn't as unbearable as before, but it still stung. Not only for Jimin but for Taemin too, since he's so fucking tight.

Goodness he's so tight that it began to feel painful in a pleasing way.

He's such a sucker for pain during sex.

It turns him on like a little bitch.

Now he's all the way in, both him and Jimin are catching each other's breaths while waiting for a moment to adjust to - literally everything.

That's until Taemin's gaze found Jimin's, breathing in the mess of his red lipstick in his lips, his hair a whirled mess while his neck has faint pink marks - that will likely fade away in a few minutes.

After all, they still have to go downstairs for the party.

Before Jimin's parents start to worry.

So Taemin eyed Jimin's lips, just as Jimin was leaning but Taemin stops him with a finger to his lips, the one that was clinging to his hip.

Jimin looks at him a bit confused, but Taemin is still in awe by what he is seeing in front of him, and he couldn't help but whispers.

"The more I stare at you, the more I feel like you aren't real," Jimin blinks softly to those words, "I'm so crazy about you. So fucking insane."

Those weren't even enough to express what Taemin wanted to say, but it's the closest thing to it.

Jimin stares at him quietly, especially those lovesick eyes Taemin is pouring out to him, bleeding through his orbs for Jimin to feel in his soul.

And he did.

So he claps Taemin's face, lips hovered over his.

And he smirks, "Let's be insane together."

Taemin completely lost his mind, especially when Jimin suddenly moved his hips against his dick, riding him fluidly.

The movement alone had Jimin moaning quietly, but then start to escalate when Taemin grunts under his breath and began to thrust up, meeting his hip movements.

"Fuck," Jimin gasps, draping his arms around his shoulder, "We don't have much time."

Taemin didn't need to be ordered twice.

He practically throws Jimin to the bed, and thrusts into him so hard and fast that it got him seeing fucking colors in his vision. To say Jimin was noisy would be an understatement, he was downright screaming.

"Faster baby."

Taemin grabs Jimin's hips and hammered right into him, head craned back with eyes closed as he felt the pleasure burning up his body like flames ignited with gasoline.

Jimin feels so good.

So, so good.

Face twisting to the pressure on his abdomen now, Taemin moans under his breath, "Gatita."

Jimin latched onto him, dragging him closer and messily molds their lips together, moaning uncontrollably against his lips before he finally orgasmed with a final thrust that Taemin did to his prostrate.

And Taemin didn't even need to jerk him off.

Taemin lost control of his hip thrusts before he slams one last time into him, shrieking with a broken groan as he came inside him, his body completely collided right onto him.

He's so exhausted.

Now he wants nothing more but to stay here and cuddle with his Gatita, all night.

But Jimin only shoved him off, eyes closed as he tries catching his breath, "W-We have to get-"

"Shhh," Taemin presses a finger to his lips, his eyes closed as well, "That was the best orgasm I ever had, let me process"

Jimin rolls his eyes, shyly blushing, before pushing his hand away, "I'm a little upset you didn't spank me."

"Oh baby you think this was it?" Jimin's eyes snapped open, casting his gaze to the side to see a smirking Taemin with his eyes still closed, "We have this hotel room all to our selves for the whole night, we're not done," And he glanced at Jimin with an innocent smile, "And we'll definitely experiment, a lot."

Jimin gulps slowly, yet smirks equally as anticipated as Taemin's grin.

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A/N:
Jeongguk✅

Minho✅

Jimin ✅

Taemin✅

Woosung❌

Taehyung❌

Hmmm wonder how that's going to happen.......

Or if it will.....

Hmmm....

I PURPLE YOU! <33