"I'm your Senpai."

Yoongi chuckled dryly and effortlessly lifts Jimin up again by his fluffy buttocks before forcefully pushing him down against the bathroom counter just so the latter could see how pretty he looked when getting fucked by him and no one else.

"Yoongi Senpai!"

Jimin called out with pleasure as his lustful orbs rolled upwards to see how his slim curvy body was being erotically punched forward by each powerful thrust from the mirror's reflection.

Oh and not to mention how his little flushed cock slaps harshly against the sink creamy counter as the coldness of it sends shivers down his falling apart body that could only rely on Yoongi's large hands on his petit waist and his left leg that was swung up on the school's smooth-surfaced counter for better access.

"You like that slut? Like seeing how good I'm fucking you? How those little dicks can't fill you up like mine?"

Yoongi dirtily rasps into Jimin's ear as he maintained eye contact with the shuddering freshman through the mirror's reflection that the younger seems to cannot keep his red teary eyes off.

"Answer me!" Continuing to relentlessly ram into the boy's tight pink hole, Yoongi shouted a clear order which immediately trembles out another filthy sound from Jimin who prettily arches his back and flutters his lashes open to the elder's drowning dark orbs that demands an answer.

"Y-you on-ly! S-senpai's c-cock only." The orange-haired male gasps when heat pools down to the deepest pit of his stomach and instantly confirms his nasty thought that this will be the quickest someone will ever make him come yet.

"Yea', that's right." Yoongi hummed in satisfaction before his mean gaze flickered down and for one sure thing, he loves the wonderful sight of being inside Jimin's round and is currently flushing in pink cheeks that swallowed up his lengthy dick so well.

But because of how thick the younger considerably was, whenever Yoongi's hips strike forward and make a harsh contact with those full moon buttocks, the senior could feel his cock twitching at the responsive sight which he was so lucky to see as Jimin's pink little hole takes everything he could offer as a good slut.

It felt like home, the feeling of being inside Jimin was warm and each of the latter's moans was so rewarding that Yoongi could not help but fasten up his pace and pursue more of those sweet sounds which he is slowly but surely becoming addicted to.

"S-so good Jimin, fuck! You're so damn tight." The mint haired male unconsciously praised with his dominant hand needing against Jimin's ass whilst the other possessed a deadly grip on the latter's gorgeous hips.

"S-senpai..."

"Yea', angel?" In a gentle tone, Yoongi asked after tearing his gaze away from Jimin's Godly body to concernedly avert his attention to the struggling younger who seems to want something in particular.

"T-take off y-your shirt." Jimin eventually says with a whine, not liking how he does not get to see more of the elder's bare skin and certainly that buff chest he has been snuggling up against for weeks before.

"Muscles kink." Yoongi thought to himself before grinning with confidence as he thrusts slow but deep into the younger just so that he could begin to successfully pulled the white shirt over his head and let it falls meaninglessly to the ground.

Running his large veiny hands through his sweaty mint coloured hair, Yoongi's palms settled back on the latter's reddening hips and breathed in a lung full before he was quick enough to catch Jimin drooling over his buff upper and the firm six-packs which he worked determinedly for glimmering in a sheer layer of sweat.

"Happy?" Yoongi chuckled a little and moves slowly before picking up his earlier pace once again after earning a shy nod from the latter who also parted his wet lips.

"S-senpai look h-hot -ah! l-like this-" Jimin breathily commented with his head whipping back and his arms struggling to hold himself still because of how vigorously Yoongi was thrusting into him from behind.

There was not a doubt that the senior is good- no, he is more than amazing at what he is doing; the way Yoongi buckled his hips with a charming smirk and how he would let out a low chuckle after finding the right angle and make Jimin feels his prostrate being abused.

"Ahhh ngh! S-senpa- my Sen-pai!" Jimin let out an ear-piercing screamed and at this point, he does not care if anyone or even teachers hear what they are doing inside the locked bathroom but what he does know right now is that they are having a great time.

Because his Senpai is granting him the best sex of the century, Jimin could not ask for better when his stomach churns with a familiar feeling after many powerful thrusts that does not seem to grow sloppier but only harsher every time it sends him over the edge.

Sooner than what he has imagined sex with his Yoonie would be, Jimin cannot force to delay his release any longer as hotness swarms further down and makes him wail from the overwhelming pleasure. "S-senpai, Y-yoonie...I'm cumm-ing ngh!"

"Come for me, pretty baby."

Slowing down his monstrous pace to help the younger reach his climax by burying his cock deeper and gently interlocked their fingers just so Jimin could fastly grasp it and came all over the sink area with a broken moan.

Shuddering at the sensation he has not felt in ages, Jimin's body completely burn out but with the strength he has left, his tired eyes soon flickered up to meet his boyfriend's worried expression.

"Y-yoonie, use m-me until you c-come."

"Baby...you sure you will be aw'right?" Squeezing lightly onto the younger's frail hand twice, Yoongi asked with his member being way too close to cumming.

"J-just fuck me S-senpai." Ignoring how he will be oversensitive in seconds right after his definite request, Jimin still confirmed out of his own desperate wish to please his lover.

The concerned look lingering for a moment inside the elder's gaze turning into something darker and unreadable, Yoongi suddenly holds Jimin's hands tighter before moving his fat cock at an incredible speed.

In this second, the man was practically hunting down his own orgasm like a predator as he presses his heated chest against Jimin's slender body and started trailing slow sweet kisses down the latter's back that certainly does not match his beasty pace at all.

"Jimin ah, I love you." Yoongi sincerely says out loud while still penetrating against the latter's sensitive prostrate which soon erupted another scream from Jimin because of how he was being overstimulated.

"I-I love you too mhm! Yoonie ahh!" Tears filling up the freshman's eyes, Jimin answered while uncontrollably arching his back and letting the elder uses him until satisfied.

"I'm cumming." After a couple of minutes, Yoongi panted and licked his lower lips one more time before feeling his cock twitching and urgently pulling out to finally climaxed into the weary condom.

Meanwhile, Jimin softly hissed at the loss of contact and how empty he felt after not having Yoongi deep inside of him anymore but he still tries to sit upon the counter despite the unignorable pain he feels down there.

Once Yoongi came back from throwing away the used condoms into the nearest bin, he let out a long relieved sigh and plopped his minty head on the latter's petit shoulders while wrapping his muscular arms around the pretty angel's small waist.

"You still wanna' keep doing this?" Showing how eager he just is, Yoongi pointed out the sole reason they have been secretly meeting up inside the school's shabby restroom with his eyes shutting off and his pink agape lips panting for air.

"I-I can't do it anymore..." The freshman confessed with honesty and a small pout beginning to form on his swollen lips because there is no point denying now that he really does miss Yoongi's arms being wrapped around him. "But I'm scared hyung, what if h-he wants to hurt you?"

"How about we move in together? That way I won't need to take a 1-hour ride to your house." Yoongi suggested after lifting his head to meet the younger's still fucked out expression.

"I will need to ask mom first." A hint of happiness appearing on his face, Jimin can no longer deny the offer as he longs to be closer to the man he loves in every way and form.

"She better say okay or we will be doing this quite often now." Yoongi smirked knowingly as Jimin giggles shyly and lightly punch his arms out of embarrassment.

"Hyung!"

"But it's true! And even if she agrees, I might need this for later in the day." The senior playfully bit his bottom lips while making sure to give Jimin's bare buttocks a small pat on the word 'this'.

"Shut up! And who knows you would have a Senpai kink?" Jimin huffed cutely before pushing Yoongi off him but the elder wouldn't budge until the nickname easily rolled off Jimin's tongue and slaps a cold sense of realisation into him.

Fuck, Jimin might find out.

Yoongi's heart races inside his chest as he tries not to overthink all the possibilities of the male he loves so much learning about his other persona that was created not so long ago because of Park Jimin himself.

"At least it's better than Alpha." Yoongi eventually replied after forcing the horrid thoughts out of his head and deciding on hoping that the younger is completely dumbfounded and not possibly suspicious.

"Are you still jelly?" Jimin tantalisingly pinched his boyfriend's squishy cheeks.

"Fuck you Park, don't even mention his name." The thought of that Alpha guy being the subject of their conversation growing fastly onto him although he was actually the one using him as a scapegoat, Yoongi still cannot help the possessiveness he feels over his angel.

Amusement suddenly creeping onto his face, Jimin stares slyly into his boyfriend's jealous eyes before speaking again with a bright tone to his brittle quality voice. "But it's true that he was amazing! Oh, I wished Alpha was here right now, fucking me-"

Cutting the younger off, Yoongi grabs Jimin by his chin and merge their lips for a rough kiss before pulling away right after noticing how the freshman was so eager in giving in to the kiss as if he was not begging for that Alpha dude a second ago.

"Are you that desperate for round two?"

"I take what I can." Jimin playfully winks but before Yoongi could lean back and capture the male's plump bottom, the noisy school bell rang and stops both of their movement as the memorable sound tells them that lunchtime is over but they are still naked inside the school's restroom.

"Shit! It's miss Im's class." His lazy cat eyes widening a few seconds after the bell, Yoongi jumped in realisation and quickly removed his hands off the latter's waist to help Jimin to get down safely.

"Hyung, you should have been more gentle! It hurts like hell." Since this was probably the sorest he has ever been, the freshman whined with a pout once he was standing back up on his feet.

"Baby I'm sorry! You will manage, now get dress up." Yoongi hurriedly apologised in a sorry tone as he collects the younger's yellow floral skirt, the cardigan, his cute panties and a small white crop top from the floor.

"This is all your fault!" Jimin added with a cute huff and uses his boyfriend's shoulders for support whilst letting Yoongi dress him up like a toddler.

"Except the part where you begged for my cock." Yoongi mumbled under his breath and Jimin basically became speechless as he says no more and embarrassedly snatched the crop top out of his boyfriend's hand to wore it himself before stumbling towards the exit of the bathroom.

"Yah Minnie! Wait for me." The mint haired senior hurriedly followed from behind.

Suddenly as Yoongi was about to exit the unlocked door too and catch up with the latter to make sure that Jimin doesn't fall on his way to class, he realised how he was nowhere near fully dressed yet.

"Shit."

Jimin's POV

*Later*

"Hello sweetheart, do you need anything?"  Honey like voice entering the line after the third ring and make the nervous freshman pressed his ears against the phone screen as he stares off into space...well to be exact, more like his own bedroom.

"I don't need anything mom." Jimin replied while smiling from ear to ear because of how his mother then let out a surprised gasp. "C'mon mom, I don't ask that much."

"I know darling but I just thought you would change your mind about that black lingerie I personally picked out for you last week."

"Mom!" Feeling like burning himself off the earth's surface, Jimin embarrassedly yelled as heat rose to his blushing cheeks by the second of having his blunt mother on the phone.

"What? Why not?! It looked pretty cute and it comes with a little tail." His mother defended the lingerie in her 'mothers knows best' tone whilst all her orange-haired son could do to his power was pushed his face further into the white pillows. "Oh and ears!"

"Stop!" The freshman groaned before a whiny pout soon settled on his plush lips.

"Okay, okay! What is it about then sweetheart? "

"I want to move out and live with a friend...not boyfriend! Like roommates y-yeah." Jimin fumbles with the end of his sleepwear as he chuckled nervously while wishing that his mother won't question him any further.

"Ah, which friend? Taehyung?" Jin?"

"No... but mom, do you perhaps still remember Yoonie?" The question suddenly coming up like a hot topic to his mind, Jimin thinks that maybe his mother would remember the boy he used to spend all his free time with as she is certainly grower than the helpless 14 years old him.

"Is it that same boy you sneaked out with on the festival day? Why was it again? Ah yeah to see those damn lanterns." Low mutters were faintly heard from the other line which Jimin assumed was his mother actually thinking hard to recall the piece of memories he once had forgotten.

"It's that boy, right? The one that looks like a cat and teaches you all those sweari-"

"Yoonie doesn't teach me how to swear!" Jimin immediately exclaimed, defending his boyfriend just like how he used to do back then too.

"Then how come you return home swearing like that trouble maker? Answer me, sweetheart." The middle-aged woman shakes her head in disapproval at how her son had not changed a single bit since what she still can remember.

"But- uh fine! He didn't teach me though..." The cornered freshman eventually gave up despite how it was actually his fault for copying Yoongi in the first place anyway. "But can I move in? His house..."

"You really think you can fool your own mother?"

"Huh? What do you mean mom?" Jimin's eyes largen comically as his heart began racing in anticipation. Maybe he was not subtle enough. No! He is sure he is.

"You guys are obviously boyfriends, now don't try to change my mind! I don't know how you suddenly found him after all these years but sweetheart...you were crying nonstop when he left, I couldn't contact Yoona too."

Listening shyly, Jimin could not help feeling embarrassed that his mother has known all along about his not so little crush but the light-hearted look on his face soon was dismissed when she mentioned Yoongi's mother and the fact that they used to be best friends only made it worse.

"I will tell you everything later mom but can I move in with Yoonie?"

"Who am I to say no? Bitch, I'm not gonna' be a cock blocker." Jimin's mother rolled her eyes as she takes small sips of the Japanese tea on her desk. "Maybe he would like that lingeri-"

"Mom! Please don't say another word." Jimin squealed as his toes curl up at the picture of him actually seducing the elder with that outfit being on the line of whether he will get the best fuck of the century or not.

"I'm your mom, I have infinite words and by the way, the lingerie is on its way to your house, have fun darling."

"...thanks mom." Jimin mumbled in defeat after taking a deep breath in to calm down himself from literally exploding right there.

"You're most welcome darling."