"And let me strip you."

"Wha- what d-do you mean?" The tip of his ears flushing pink, Jimin blinked twice but still ask with a shamelessly fast beating heart that spoke much louder and certainly clearer than his stutters which is now the cause of the elder's amusement.

"Jimin ah, you dressed up so prettily...it would be such a shame for me to not be the one taking these off..." Yoongi gets in the freshman's personal space and mindlessly traces his fingers around the soft fabric of Jimin's black bomber jacket and also the baby pink crop top underneath.

"And what about it?" Managing to not stutter on his reply was something Jimin became quickly proud of but he was faced with a bigger challenge when his sanity was already hanging on the line because of all the scenarios he had while planning this outfit.

"You know exactly what I mean love. After all, you were the one who wanted this from the start...right baby boy?"

Jimin's head spinning as if dizzy at Suga's confident tongue, he could only wish to see that smirk but he was under a blindfold and although his both hands are free to do whatever it takes to finally see Suga's tempting face, it was as if invisible chains are holding him back like a law that could not be broken otherwise there will be punishment.

"S-suga, will you strip me?"

The orange-haired male's breath hitches as he feels the elder's full hand going under his pink crop top, feeling him everywhere but soon, those large cold hands travelled back down again to hold onto his petit waist which burns from the elder's touch like wildfire.

"Let's go to the bed, hm?" Yoongi huskily whispered into the latter's ear before leading the blindfolded Jimin to lay down on the red crimson bed and waits for what's about to come.

"So fascinating, Jimin ah..." The mint haired male murmured as he hovers over the latter's body and leaned down until their noses touch, wanting to see those soft pink blushes appearing on Jimin's two flustered cheeks.

"H-hyung..." The younger mumbled slowly after feeling Suga's hot breath faintly brushing against his slightly parted red lips.

"Let's start with these." Yoongi smirked before gliding his index along the zipper of Jimin's black bomber jacket that has been hiding the gem underneath and soon, it was off.

"How did you think I would feel when seeing you wearing this love?" Making Jimin whimpered softly once he feels Suga's cold fingers palmed flat against his bare stomach before they soon moved up to the hem of the crop top's thin fabric.

"You would think I'm c-cute, that I'm the cutest baby boy." Jimin blushed madly when he noticed Suga flicking his index teasingly in and out of his top that was soon to be taken off as well, exposing his sun-kissed skin and a pair of small narrowed shoulders.

"My cutest baby boy." Yoongi corrected with a large satisfied grin on his face.

Before Jimin even knew it, he was stunned by the elder's dominant hands pulling gently onto some chunk of his skin to give it a little massage instead of one addicting pair of lips.

"You want to massage me?" Jimin frowned a little, clearly confused by the other's action before he soon allows himself to relax under those large hands which squeeze carefully onto both sides of his shoulders.

"Yes baby, let's not rush things." The mint haired senior displayed his gummy smile and continues messaging down the younger's slender arms.

"I don't want you to feel like I'm using you for sex Jimin ah, all I want is for you to know at least half of how much I've been loving you."

Cannot reply as he had become way too speechless by such beautiful words this man contently filled his heart with, Jimin smiled overwhelmingly and stopped staring ahead into the blindfolds empty view to only closed his lids and enjoys every touches on his skin instead.

After 5 minutes of the freshman being weak like a blown away Daffodil on a windy day, Yoongi gently placed both of Jimin's soft hands down on his side and finally moved down until he reaches the younger's thick pair of thighs which were both covered midway by the pink long socks with two white stripes near the end.

Heart skipping one dead beat after feeling Suga's teeth tugging lightly at the end of his long socks, Jimin parted his lips and nervously breathes in when the elder's soft hair brushes lightly against his exposed thighs and down his shaved legs which soon became bare too.

In realisation, once Suga did the same thing to his other thighs high socks, Jimin gulped after noticing how he was just one garment away from being completely naked.

"Are you nervous?" Yoongi chuckled lightly at Jimin's reaction as he gets on his knees and slightly shifted the weight of the bed in the process to glances up teasingly at the flustered boy.

"O-of course not, you're only massaging me h-haha." Jimin weakly laughed.

Grinning slyly, the male senior suddenly grabs both of Jimin's hips which were still protected by his snuggled fit leather shorts, covering pretty much a little of something important Yoongi has once seen before.

"You're absolutely right Mr Park."

Gasping loudly at the abrupt movement and the newly found pressure around his hips, Jimin let out a shaky breath when Suga's thumbs started drawing uncoordinated circles around the sides of his hips bone.

"Feels nice?"

"Yes hyung." Jimin softly replied while holding tight onto the red mattress of the Queen sized bed, wanting to prevent himself from doing something stupid.

Smiling from ear to ear, Yoongi expands the circles and focuses entirely on the latter's pretty pair of hips despite his thumb movement growing greedier every time it presses hard against the leather shorts fabric that he wishes to take off too like other pretty items of clothing.

But of course, Yoongi reminded himself that his main objective here is to relax Jimin with a simple message and not possibly tries to sex him in numerous ways.

However, Jimin was feeling some type of way because for a fact, he knows that massages are supposed to be calm and relaxing, not sensual in any kind of form but he just couldn't help feeling warmer when Suga's thumbs keep touching him as they know exactly what to do.

As if they also know how good his hips contract, snaps and bounces to climax.

Yet again, Jimin was completely snapped out of his thoughts when he feels Suga grabbing a handful of his startled left thigh which made him croak out a small surprised sound since his leg was soon rested on the elder's wide shoulders.

"Hyung, what are you-"

The blindfolded male questioned but immediately bitted down his bottom lips instead because of the position which the quarter naked freshman seems to can't let it slip past his mind right now.

"You don't mind do you?"

Yoongi taunted with a big smirk on his smug face as he caresses Jimin's luscious thigh in an up and down motion; fingers sliding closer to the younger's inner femur before it also travels deeper into the younger's pretty crotch area.

"Do whatever you want." At this point, Jimin only blushes and tries restricting himself from arching his back because of Suga's playful touches that seem to be serving him well with the number of teasings.

"Whatever I want?" Yoongi raised a brow high up and continues massaging Jimin's upper leg while waiting for a response from the latter who only nodded his head after a couple of seconds, thinking what could go wrong.

"Then I can do this, yeah?" The elder slyly grinned and do as he wishes by lifting Jimin's other leg to rest on his broad shoulders before shuffling closer until his patient lower region presses against the latter's inner crotch.

"H-hyung..."

"Yes, baby?" Yoongi shamelessly asked with his cock being pressed harder against the younger's leather shorts which were doing a bad job in keeping his round cheeks from spilling.

Cannot help it anymore, Jimin hopelessly threw his head back to land on the soft fluffy pillows as he desperately arched his back and spread even wider for the male who was watching with darkening eyes from above.

"S-stop S-suga ah." Jimin whined but it only sounds like needy moans to Yoongi's ears.

"Stop what? I'm not even doing anything baby." The senior chuckled knowingly and gently caresses the younger's thighs while smirking from ear to ear as he watches how Jimin's hips contract outwards for more space and how the latter's back was all arched up, all desperate.

"Don't you think you are spreading your legs way too easily for me?" Yoongi chortles in disbelief despite liking the sight just as much as he enjoys teasing the younger who was already writhing at his next words.

"I hope you don't do this with other men."

"S-suga hyung~ w-with you only, pl-please..." Jimin emitted an airy moan while moving his neck continuously because of the undeniable urge to just rub his ass even more against the elder's groin which was there for God knows why.

But Jimin didn't since he did not want to seem needier and helplessly desperate for a cock more than he already is.

"Baby, you moaning prettily like this won't get us anywhere." Yoongi calmly breathed out when he slowly realises how the decision to tease Jimin was getting back at him because of how pretty the younger looked when...when he...

Okay.

To be bluntly honest, Jimin looked as if he is ready to take a whole fat cock up his tight little hole and Yoongi...well Yoongi's junior didn't take it well.

"So fucking desperate..." The mint haired senior muttered quietly underneath his sharp breath before moving his hardening crotch away as he could not afford not to fall right into his own trap.

"Hyung~ Why did you move away?" Jimin whined with jutted lips once he cannot feel the elder's groin near him anymore and how the weight of the bed soon shifted back to its lighter state.

"I'm going to get some oil...nice virgin coconut o-oil...for the massage of course."

Yoongi rumbles on awkwardly before scurrying off towards the bathroom with the image of Jimin becoming a hot mess with only those leather shorts hanging on safe and secure.

For more context, those plumb red lips parting out so carelessly to let out melodically moans and needy whimpers.

Shaking away the unholy thoughts, Yoongi wiped his calm yet collected face with a white towel, letting the water drops drip off his pale skin just to only be absorbed into the soft cotton fabric.

"Beautiful..." Yoongi mumbled to himself after exiting the bathroom because almost immediately, his poor eyes landed on the blindfolded Jimin who hasn't dared to move a single bit-

- from where he last lie as if dead on the crimson bed and almost as if he was on top of a pile of blood that Yoongi mercilessly slashed out of his unfortunate exes.

Noticing that the freshman had not noticed him yet, Yoongi wordlessly walked over and sat down beside Jimin's laid down body with his heartbeat increasing simply by being near the male's presence.

"Jimin ah." Yoongi slowly called out, snapping the freshman out of his train of thoughts. "Give me your hand."

Doing as Suga has told him, Jimin extended his hand out to feel the elder's larger one holding gently onto him as if his hand is the most delicate flower to ever exist.

Smiling from ear to ear, Yoongi squirts a good amount of coconut oil and started needing against the younger's soft skin with focus.

However, as minutes of Yoongi doing his best to massage the latter's chubby fingers and palm passed by, Jimin has been quiet and the senior could not help but started doubting himself if he had ruined their night.

"Is there something wrong? Did I do something wrong?" Yoongi's eyes soften, his lips jutting into a visible pout.

"No hyung..." Jimin quietly murmured after a couple of seconds before the embarrassment began creeping inside of him for feeling this curious to know more about Suga and his skilled pair of hands.

"I was just wondering how you learned to massage this well, it's so nice."

"I'm glad you liked it." Yoongi cannot help but smile until his gums hurt at Jimin's adorableness before the grin on his lips fade and were soon replaced with a thin straight line.

"I learnt it from mother, she was alive then."