powerboys | Waiting for your anpanman

"It's fifty-fifty. Half is me wanting to try that and half is me wanting an excuse to touch you again." That said Yoongi grinned and crawled over to the couch, immediately putting a hand on Namjoon's chest and holding him down. "All of me wins."

He did however reach for the sushi and actually laid three pieces out on Namjoon's stomach, smirking in amusement. "Now you can't laugh or they'll fall off! We really need some alcohol with this, but you got a little boy to go home to."

"It's a real shame but I don't drink. Not ever. Especially not with little Tae, can't do it." He went out once, had some drinks, came back home tipsy and smelling of booze. The melt down Tae had was not worth it. He decided to just quit straight up. "You can drink, I just gotta be careful for my boy." He smiled a little, appreciating Yoongi's understanding and trying his best to hold still.

"... The sushi is surprisingly chilly." Namjoon tried his best not to laugh but failed, the sushi moving a little. "You're such a tease, oppa!"

"Fuck, don't call me that. I'm trying to eat here!" How was he supposed to focus with this? He knew his cheeks had turned read over this and Yoongi had to clear his throat, hoping to mask it by just leaning down and picking up the first piece of sushi with his lips, closing his eyes as he chewed.

Honestly, he had mostly thought this would be funny, but it actually turned out to be sensual in an unexpected way as well. "I was right. You are delicious."

"Oh. Someone has an oppa kink?" That was funny, he didn't know why but it was. He couldn't resist but to play, how could he not? "You like the taste? Ah, the soap I stole from Hobi is really working for me, huh? Your lips feel so good." They only touched teasingly but it went right to his dick. He wished he wasn't wearing joggers, it literally hide nothing. Fuck.

Moaning, he tilted his head back and decided to just own it. "Fuck, like that, do it again. Please, oppa."

"...anyone would have a kink for you saying that in that voice." Not that he was entirely denying the kink, but fuck. He was so hard and he had no idea how to resist, how to focus on anything but how much he wanted Namjoon. So all he did was follow Namjoon's begging and do exactly that again. Hey, at least he also got some eating done this way.

He swallowed and looked at Namjoon, eyes so filled with lust he had no way of denying it. "...want to make it to the bedroom before we ruin all the food?"

"God, please, I'll be so damn hungry after this." Namjoon had to laugh, he'd only had three pieces of sushi and he weirdly felt full, he could barely focus on food. He just knew that Yoongi's lips were so beautiful and he was insanely eager to do this thing. He sat up a little and looked at the other, such wanting and desire.

"I, uh, I just want you to know -- I haven't really... done this before." Just so they were on the same page. He felt a little awkward bringing it up but fuck, he didn't want to ruin this, it was already amazing. "You can show me, right? Oppa." Okay. He had to tease. It was so fun.

Yoongi got up and then looked at Namjoon, frowning for a moment. He held his hand out to him so he could help him up, hoping it would also serve as a quiet reassurance. He hadn't expected Namjoon to be a virgin, but it wasn't as if he minded. Some primal part of him even loved the idea, but this definitely meant that they'd go slow. Good thing he hadn't drunk.

"I'll show you. We'll make sure you feel ready." He smiled a little and then pulled him toward his bedroom, looking at Namjoon over his shoulder. "Guess we'll find out together what you like."

It was just hard, always having a child, no real time to date and only one shitty experience in his youth. Hobi always told him he needed to get laid and he lied, said he had once or twice but he'd never really gone for it. He didn't like casual. He wanted to be loved. With Yoongi, he didn't worry if that it was possible. He just took his hand and trusted him.

"I like you." Namjoon answered with a dorky grin, leaning in to kiss him again and again. "And hey, learning and new experiences together? That's totally what couples do."

"Yeah. We are a couple." All right, it sounded dumb to just state it like that, but he liked hearing it and he kissed Namjoon once more, while feeling around for the light switch. He walked backwards to his bed, arms around Namjoon, finally sitting down and looking up at him. "Guess we should undress, huh?"

He wanted to see all of him. He could already guess at a lot, granted, given the very visible bulge.

"I got my shirt off, you should take yours off too. Did you see mister grumpy?" He tugged down the waistband of his joggers a little so he could see the funny looking scar, grinning a little. He turned around with his back to Yoongi, just to let him see the worst of the damage and pass it off as a more casual move - just so he wouldn't be shocked later. His father really favoured a good whipping.

"Tae calls them my tiger stripes. You like it?" Namjoon kind of did. He wasn't massively self conscious, he just didn't like the idea of Yoongi being thrown off by him. He lowered his joggers and turned back around, standing in just his boxers. "I'm way ahead of you. Catch up!"

"It's hard when there's a gorgeous man undressing in front of you! I don't want to look away and miss a moment." And, yes, some of those scars were shocking and saddening, for the story they told. But there would be time to kiss them and hold Namjoon and try to make him feel better later. Right now his focus was more on his beauty than anything else.

He took off his shirt and folded it up before dropping it on the ground, which kind of made the folding unnecessary, but whatever. He'd done it without thinking. Yoongi laid back on the bed and lifted his hips in order to undo his pants and then push them down, having to wiggle a little since, yeah, his jeans were tight. He threw them on the floor and there they were, both down to underwear. Yoongi stayed lying down, holding a hand out to Namjoon. "Come here?"

"... Holy shit, how the hell is Ten right?" Hobi's boyfriend knew nothing about Agust D, he only saw the video cause the kids made him and the first comment he had made about him was 'that dude has a massive dick' and he said it with such sureness that Namjoon just thought he was trolling. Yet here he was, crouched on the bed and looking down, seeing how hard Yoongi was through his boxers. "Your dick is massive."

How the fuck did he know that from one MV? It was fascinating. "Oh man... that's weirdly sexy." He didn't think it would be. He climbed onto Yoongi properly now, sitting on his thighs and holding his hand.

"...thanks?" Yoongi laughed. "Who the hell is Ten?"

Not really what he'd expected here, but, hey, he'd take it. Well. He was used to reactions to his dick size, just usually without mentions of random guys. He put a hand on Namjoon's hip to steady him, lifting himself up just a little, but enough to rub against him and therefore enough to make him moan and lean his head back, eyes closing.

Damn. They weren't even naked yet!

"Some fuckboy my friend is dating. He was so sure you had a big dick, it's kinda scary that he knew." He was going to ask Hobi if he had secret powers or something. As they rubbed together, all other thoughts drifted away and Namjoon bucked needily enough right away, moaning in want. "Oh God, this feels so good." He ground down again and whimpered a little, gripping Yoongi's hand in one and holding onto Yoongi's shoulder with the other.

"Sorry, couldn't help it..." Well, he could but he was horny and needy. "So how do we -- what do we do? Can you ... Can you show me?"

"I- It kind of depends. I mean, there's a lot of ways." Talking was an effort right now, Yoongi wanted to be quiet and just do, but doing right by Namjoon was more important. "Like, friction can be enough. Or handjobs. Or, yeah, I mean... You know, I can be inside you. Or you inside me."

Also an option and he was versatile. "Just... I think I know." He took a deep breath, trying to focus. "Can you lie down on your back, Joon-ah?"

"Oh yeah, I'll do whatever. I just -- shit, this is so good. It's nice, you know? I'm a horny bastard, I've jacked off but to have someone is just ... it's good." Namjoon laughed nervously as he rolled onto his back, biting down on his lower lip and wriggled his hips a little, shimming down his boxers. "I have to wear these homes so I--I should be careful."

Or he'd have to get himself home and past Tae, smelling like sex - he didn't like that idea at all.

"Oh yeah, sorry. I should have thought." Thinking was so difficult right now. Yoongi waited for Namjoon to be naked, while also taking off his own boxers. Then he crawled over, moving for the night stand and opening a drawer. He pulled out a pack of condoms, then thought for a moment and looked around for a different pack. He used his teeth to unpack one of the condoms, looking down at Namjoon. "I'm going to ride you. You know what that means?"

"Oh, thank God." Namjoon laughed a little, tilting his head back. "I was a bit scared... not that I can't handle you but you know, I just, I'm sorry. I'm so nervous. I can't stop babbling!" He didn't want to make Yoongi feel like a freak! What was he doing? A dude with a bigger than average cock and he turned into a yammering moron. He just didn't know how much he wanted to be fucked the first time, scared him a little. "What -- What do I do? I don't want to hurt you either."

"Shh, it's all right." Yoongi put a finger on Namjoon's lips with a smile, then he focused on getting the condom on Namjoon's dick, careful to do it right. "You just relax. You can watch. I gotta prepare myself."

He reached for the lube he kept in the drawer and got some on his fingers, then started to prepare himself, just as he'd said. "Most important part when you do this or it is gonna hurt."

And, yes, especially with his dick. "We can work up to you taking me. I want to feel you inside tonight."

"Kay, gotcha. I'll just -- I'll do whatever you say, oppa." his voice was breathless and nervous, almost trembling with want. He reached forward, one hand on Yoongi's side and the other gripping his hand. Just in case. He thought it'd look like it'd hurt either way so he just wanted to be safe and help him.

"Gentle, yeah? Don't hurt yourself." He smiled faintly and gripped his hand a little tighter. "Love you." Well. What a great first time to say it.

Yoongi paused for a moment, looking at Namjoon and meeting his eyes. His heart was beating so fast and usually he was beyond words at this point, but this was different. He smiled a little bit, just as he began lowering himself unto Namjoon, just as he finally felt him inside.

"Love you too."

Seemed like a great first time to say it.

It was mind blowing. Namjoon never knew that something could feel that good. He came all inside Yoongi and reached forward, helping him get off because the way the other rode him while he was so sensitive still, it was insane. It drove him wild. As soon as they were both done, he pulled Yoongi down and embraced him, hugging him close to his chest with a sleepy nuzzle.

"That was amazing. Let's never move."

"We got food in the next room." Yoongi's protest was on the weak side, because there was Namjoon in his arms, so warm, the bed was soft, he was spent and who even cared about food, really? But on the other hand, food.

"...give me a minute and I'll be a good hyung and bring the food here." Yoongi grinned, watching Namjoon from the side. "Good boyfriend."

This had gone so very well. "We are so doing this again and again."

"Uh, not again tonight. I'm dead. You killed me. My whole body is jelly and I wanna melt." Namjoon laughed a little, looking up at Yoongi with a bright, brilliant smile before slowly closing his eyes, curling into himself and getting kinda cosy. Soon Yoongi would be back with food.

Food and cuddles.

Holy shit, he had the best boyfriend.

Waiting for your anpanman

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