#tw blowjobs

[cvlutos]

This is extra dark. Please be warned. Idk why I wrote this, but Sebek being mean and aggressive…. Ugh

♡ ♡ ♡ MEAN!SEBEK | AGGRESSION | YANDERE, SMUT, N’ DARK CONTENT

MEAN!SEBEK who just grabs your face with one hand when he’s annoyed, forcing you close, and glaring with nothing but hatred swirling in his eyes. Speaking through gritted teeth, about how much he hates you and how useless you are.

MEAN!SEBEK who tells you time and time again how he wants nothing to do with you, yet gets so angry when you dare try and hang out with another. Grabbing your arm and yanking you away, cursing under his breath with how useless you are.

MEAN!SEBEK who shoves you into the private bathrooms, locking the door, and aggressively undoing his belt buckle. Ignoring you completely. It’s not like you could truly fight back. You’re weaker than him. So much weaker. As he forces you onto your knees, painfully gripping the back of your skull.

MEAN!SEBEK who smears his pre against your quivering lips, nearly growling, and prying your lips open with his cockhead. Feeling your teeth graze against his thick shaft, that twitches within your hot mouth, forcing your to widen your jaw as tears prick your eyes. His cock nudging the back of your throat.

MEAN!SEBEK who isn’t gentle. Who face fucks you like an animal, forcing your to use him for stability as you gag and choke. As his balls slap against your chin, coating in your saliva. Your nose brushing against his pelvis, his curly hairs scratching your skin.

MEAN!SEBEK who cums without warning, shooting his sticky seed down your throat, filling your mouth full. Demanding you to swallow every last bit. You drags his limp cock from your mouth, chuckling as his hand gently pats your stuffed cheeks, using his thumb to spread the mixture of cum and saliva across your skin.

MEAN!SEBEK who hates you, treats you like the dirt beneath his foot. Yet can’t seem to keep you out his head.

[triple-pupil]

‼️SUGGESTIVE CONTENT, FLUIDS, A SWEAR WORD‼️

More college friends are following this blog... What a great moment to post ✨Horny shit✨

[cosmicourple]

hnnnn,,,, Wetthunderthighs hot spring sex. Hnhhhh,,-

[prttykittes]

Hihi! First time requesting so sorry if it's a bit unclear, can you do bsd characters (please include Akutagawa if you can) giving amab reader a bj? Have a nice day <3

— Of course I can! I picked some characters and akutagawa! (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡ I hope you have a nice day as well!

๑ Akutagawa, Atsushi, Ranpo x AMAB!Reader [you/your]

— Synopsis:: You had decided to make your lover go on his knees, you made him face at your crotch. You pull it out and make him suck it

CW. blowjobs, Dom reader, hair pulling, pet name(baby), praise kink(akutagawa, Atsushi,ranpo) , brat taming(ranpo), degradation(ranpo)

A/N :: Reader has a pp, blowjobs is what bj means! Meow, I hoped you enjoy this anon! — written by a minor

[MASTERLIST] — my works there!

AKUTAGAWA — (⁠♡⁠ω⁠♡⁠ ⁠)⁠ ⁠~⁠♪

He was on his knees, his head tilt up as he glared at you for your next actions. "What do you want now?" His eyes never leaving your form. You pat his head and he closes his eyes briefly. He lets out a sigh, Akutagawa glares at you slightly. "You know!" He tilts his head and Akutagawa looks at your crotch. His face turns slightly red so does his ear, he swallows and you rub your lower clothing and slowly take it off. You stop and Pat your thigh, he nods his head as he takes the rest off. Your dick sticks up, it hits his face and some pre-cum rubs over his face. He coughs slightly, he licks the tip and you moan. You twirl his black hair, his hands wrap around your dick and he starts to suck on the tip. You moan and gently put his head down your dick and he moans, he grips your thigh and some tears brim at his eyes. You pull his hair gently and he gags. You smile and continue pushing his head down more, he moans you throw your head back at the vibrations. "Fuck— your so good.." you say and he moans, he moans at your praise for being able to take him. You go faster as you chase after your orgasm, his hips start to move as he starts to jump at your shoe. "Fuck—" you say as you cum, you pull out your cock and your cum splatters on his face. White cum over his face, he moans and licks up the rest. You can see a wet spot on his pants.

ATSUSHI — (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡

He looks at you and looks back down, he gulps. "Hmm.. do you want me to it now?" He asks and he has a awkward smile on his face, you nod your head and smile at him. "Yeah, go ahead!" You say, he smiles and pulls down your clothing. He rubs your dick and he tries to put it in his mouth but he hesitates. "Take your time, baby!" You say and ruffle his hair, he blushes and he puts the tip in his mouth. He moans at first a she can taste your pre-cum. You let out a sigh and gently grip his hair, he gags as he goes lower. "Let me do it" you say and he looks up at you, he gives you a thumbs up. You grab his white hair and put his mouth on your dick, you put his head deeper on his cock. "Good boy, just keep sucking" you say, he moans and he goes lower. You groan and you move his head faster, he gags at first but began to moan. You grip his hair as you cum in his mouth, you pull out and you see him with a mouthful of your cum. He swallows and he opens his mouth, he shows you it's all gone.

RANPO — (⁠•⁠ө⁠•⁠)⁠♡

He take out the lollipop, he gives you a playful smile and he kisses you. You can taste the favour of the lollipop, he pulls away. "Hehe!" He giggles and sits down infront of you, you roll your eyes. He looks at your crotch and teases you by rubbing your crotch, he goes near it and breathes on it. You groan as you can feel his breath, he pulls away and laughs at your reaction by his actions. You pull him by his hair, his eyes widen before he closes them once again. "Awh—" that's all he says before you put his mouth onto your dick, you smile as he gags. You can finally shut him up, he moans. He takes so much but he is actually a cock whore. He moans and his head slightly tilts up at you and you can feel his teeth glazing at your dick. You glare at him and he tries to smile but he can't because his mouth is full of your cock. "Ugh" you say and you grab is hair and shove him deeper. His eyes open and widens, he gags than starts to moan. He began to shamelessly humping at your shoe, you can see a wet spot forming on his pants. You groan and he moans, his jaw starts to hurts. You put his head as his nose touches your adomen, you grip at his hair as you arch your back. You cum as you can hear him gag, he lifts back up his head and his cheeks are filled with your seed. He tries to swallow your cum and some drips out of his mouth, somes like you need to teach him to swallow it all.

[thatonegreyghost]

My youngest sister(talking about the song "Mary on a Cross" and how she doesn't get the references): the references are Bloody Mary and Mary(Jesus's mom)

My younger sister: yeah. It's a Catholic song

Me, knowing full well what that song is about: *wheeze*

[saintshigaraki]

thinking of putting oral (m!receiving) in my do not write section

[warsinmyhead]

[Musing] A Little Dirty How Things Started

TW: 18+ College parties, drinking, insults about other people, homophobia, run-ins with people, people using other people to get back at exes, college life, mention of someone showering, blowjobs, language, mention of cheating, mention of an X-acto knife, mention of absent parents, breakups

Notes: This is set before Jimin joined Kingsman and both guys are in undergraduate for university. This incident was a one-time instance for the pair – Hiro does not harbor romantic or lustful feelings for his elder today. Additionally, Jimin does not have any romantic feelings for Hiro. (This incident does make him wonder if he really only likes girls as he originally thought.) For more information on the NPC characters mentioned, please click on their names for the background: Namseon | Tal | Yena

[ OOC: Here it is folks! The backstory that started the blog and fleshed out Hiro and Jimin beyond being just characters living in a drabble. ]

"Watch out for that one. Heard he's a real fuckboy."

Jimin paused from grabbing a water from the fridge and he jerked his head in the direction of the party host, Namseon, who was pointing out a young man locked in a heated kiss with a girl.

The girl had cupped the boy's face in both hands and they hadn't broken apart yet for air. Jimin thought he recognized the girl from one of his first year classes, but the guy she was kissing didn't look familiar to him.

He closed the fridge door and raised a brow in Namseon's direction. That earned him an eye roll and the host motioned for Jimin to come closer, so he didn't have to shout over the music and noise.

"Pretty sure he's a transfer student and I know for a fact that he's not her boyfriend," Namseon shared. "Also heard this kid's been seen at other parties making out with other girls."

Since when did you become the self-appointed kissing police? Jimin almost shot back, but thought better of it. Namseon was no friend of his, but the guy had hefty ties as a chaebol to an old money family who got into this school as a legacy student. Jimin met him in Intro to Architecture and was roped into helping Namseon study and pass any partner-related assignments. For some reason, this seemed to make the chaebol think that Jimin was his friend and often the help sessions were repaid in the form of inviting Jimin to the parties his fraternity threw regularly. Tonight, Jimin planned to show up for a couple of minutes, then leave to focus on his studies. He's learned his lesson that even though the chaebol is rich, as are many of the fraternity members, they're complete cheapskates when it comes to drinks and food.

Another boy from the fraternity passed Namseon and Jimin, and leaned closer to share that the girl they were watching was single as of tonight.

"She caught her boyfriend hooking up with the girl from the Rowing team," the boy explained. He nodded at Jimin before excusing himself to mingle with the other attendees.

"Okay I stand corrected then," Namseon shrugged. "But yeah, I'd avoid this kid Ji. He's probably hooking up with most of the campus at this rate. Hell, I thought someone said he made out with a guy!"

While the pair were talking, the boy in question had pulled away from the girl and excused himself, making his way to the kitchen.

Namseon noticed this and he patted Jimin on the shoulder, before making some excuse up about finding one of his frat brothers and leaving Jimin alone in the kitchen.

Jimin checked his phone and decided it would be a good time to split any way. It was early enough where he could get some work done on his thesis proposal and outline, as well as start studying for a midterm on Thursday.

"Where did you get the water from, hyung?"

Jimin looked up from his phone and saw it was the young man Namseon was complaining about. His face was slightly flushed and Jimin noticed there were smears of lipstick all over his mouth. On instinct, he gestured to the areas where the remnants were and the other boy quickly darted past him to find a paper towel or napkin to wipe it off.

"Shit, thanks! I didn't know she had so much lipstick on!" the young man said as he used a clean napkin to remove the cherry red marks.

"Don't worry about it," Jimin replied with a shrug. "Water should be in the fridge. If you're looking for the beer, it's in the coolers but its the crappy cheap stuff." He put his phone away in his pocket and was about to exit the kitchen to head back to his dorm. He heard the fridge door open and he heard the young man sigh and mutter that the waters were all gone.

Feeling generous, Jimin turned and threw the bottle he was holding in his hands. "It's not open."

The young man fumbled with the bottle and bowed his head as Jimin left.

############

"Thanks for the suggestions for Jeju," Tal said as he ran into Jimin after class. "Tonight I have one more midterm, then I'll be flying out tomorrow morning."

Jimin waved it away like it was nothing and he asked his roommate again if he needed a ride to the airport.

Tal shook his head and explained that the rest of the group planned to call a rideshare and split the cost between them. "Wish you could come – you said it's been ages since you've gone?"

"My class went there on a field trip when I was little," Jimin recalled. "I kind of remember picking mandarins, but yeah it was a long time ago. Don't worry about it, with how my schedule worked out, I would have had to fly out at the end of the week and miss a lot of the activities you guys planned. Plus, I'm trying to help my aunt and uncle save a bit of money."

Tal nodded and checked his watch for the time, noting that he had enough time to eat an early dinner, cram a bit more studying in, then he'd have the midterm. "Is it dorky for roommates to do dinner together outside of the cafeteria? I ran out of credits, but I promise we'll do something cheap."

Jimin laughed and disagreed as he pulled up his phone to search for nearby places to grab food that was good, but not too expensive. He scrolled through and asked Tal what he was in the mood for.

"Bibim guksu sound good? It's always believed that eating something spicy before a stressful event helps take away the stress," Jimin proposed.

"As long as we're not talking 'melt your face off spicy', then yeah sounds good to me," Tal responded.

"This place is a block and half away – they give student discounts too," Jimin shared. He pointed in the direction of the restaurant and felt someone loop their arm around his shoulders.

"There you are! I am freaking out about Prof's midterm and you're the guy I need to talk to!" Namseon declared. "Sorry about ditching you a couple of nights ago – needed to make sure Haejoon was back with more stuff for the party. Did you the fuckboy make a move on you?"

Jimin blinked and he remarked that he couldn't help Namseon right now. "Tal and I were grabbing dinner – you remember my roommate, right?"

Namseon glanced over at Tal and raised a hand in greeting. "Hey and the fuckboy comment wasn't about you, it was this kid I saw making out with Yuna? Yiren? I forgot her name, but she was with the Young Liberals Club president when she came to the party."

"For the record, the guy went looking for a bottle of water when I saw him," Jimin added as he moved Namseon's arm off of his shoulders. "I didn't stay long because I have midterms and my thesis draft."

Tal glanced over at Jimin's phone and pointed in the direction of the restaurant. "Hey Ji, I'll get dinner and maybe we can do roommate dinner after spring break. I really should cram more, 'cause my exam's in 3 hours." He raised a hand casually to bid Namseon goodbye and walked off in the direction of the restaurant.

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"That's not Gothic, that's Romanesque," Jimin sighed, trying to be patient with Namseon. Thanks to the chaebol, Tal left to have dinner without him and Namseon took that to mean Jimin was free to help him cram for the midterm tomorrow. FML...

"Boys, we will be closing soon," a librarian assistant informed the pair as she approached their table.

Namseon groaned and Jimin checked his phone for the time. He saw there were missed texts from Tal, and he made a note to respond and apologize for what happened earlier. His roommate was an exchange student from Southern California and his Korean was slightly better than elementary, but not perfect. Still, he had shown a lot of positive interest in multiple elements of the Korean culture beyond the pop culture stuff like K-dramas and K-pop. While roommates of exchange students weren't required to be buddy-buddy with them, Jimin and Tal clicked and the native student couldn't help but want to show Tal the good places during his year in Korea.

"Looks like I'll be ordering delivery," Jimin muttered when he saw it was past the time the cafeteria would be open.

"Ah good idea Ji," Namseon remarked. "Maybe I'll do that too – chimaek?"

"I was thinking cold noodles, but maybe I'll just get kimbap at the convenience store," Jimin concluded. He didn't want to deal with delivery fees at this hour since a lot of students probably had the same idea of ordering food while cramming for exams.

Namseon made a face about kimbap and murmured that he'd pass on joining Jimin at the convenience store. "I had kimbap for lunch today and the stuff I got at the grocery store was bland. Well, thanks for the help Ji. I think I feel a little better about this exam tomorrow."

Jimin nodded as he packed up his books and notes in his bag, while Namseon headed for the doors to the library.

"Oho! Namseon-hyung right?"

Jimin lifted his head slightly when he heard the voice and he bit back a laugh when he saw it was the guy from the party dashing up to Namseon, to the other's dismay.

"Yeah what do you want?"

"Thank you for the awesome party a few nights ago!" the young man blurted out. He bowed respectfully and added that the music was great and the house was really cool.

With the chaebol distracted, Jimin decided to use a side entrance to exit quietly. He scrolled through his messages and read Tal's.

Tal

Sorry Ji – didn't mean to ditch you but I did really need to stick to my plan. Plus the restaurant was slightly behind in orders so I didn't have much time to cram. Sent 15:49 PM

Don't buy anything at the 7-11 – I grabbed bibim guksu to go for you. Don't Venmo me – it's the least I can do for you being an awesome roomie. Sent 15:53 PM

Thank whatever being up there for Tal...

############

Jimin rolled his wrist a few times before picking up his pen to continue adding more to his essay during the essay portion of the exam. He scribbled a few descriptive sentences that indicated the image shown on the screen was a prime example of Gothic architecture in Europe. He flipped back to the multiple choice pages of the exam and skimmed his answers one last time before concluding he was confident in his responses. He closed the exam and his essay reply book and rose from his seat to turn in everything.

Namseon was crossing something out in his essay a bit furiously and Jimin wondered if it had to do with not knowing the exam content, or because he ran into the guy from the party last night at the library.

According to Tal, when he got back last night, the guy's name was Hiro and he was a transfer student from Japan. Jimin had described the incident at Namseon's stupid party between bites of noodles and Tal realized that the guy's description matched Hiro.

"We're in Korean History together," Tal shared. "Even though he's from Japan, he said he's actually Korean, but his dad married a Japanese lady, hence his name. What's Namseon's issue with the guy anyway?"

"Apparently he's the self-appointed hookup police and hates anyone who comes in and makes out with people at parties," Jimin deadpanned after wiping his mouth with his napkin. "For the record, I don't care about this guy or what he does. Also, Namseon's not my friend."

"Was gonna say," Tal trailed off. "Yeah Hiro's nice, maybe a little overly formal with the bowing to thank everyone, but he implied that his stepmom was making her kids be all formal and shit. I don't know him super well, but yeah he's not a bad guy. Maybe Namseon's just confused because of a potential language barrier. He sometimes talks slower to me like I'm stupid."

Jimin yawned and stretched his arms out as he walked back to his dorm, planning to change into his gym clothes and workout for a bit. Tal was gone all next week, which meant he had the room all to himself. He could go home and visit his aunt and uncle, but right now he wanted to take his mind off of everything and focus on doing some lifting and running.

############

He was surprised someone was at the door when he returned from his workout.

"Oh hyung, this is your room?" Hiro asked as Jimin approached him. "I was trying to return an X-acto knife to Tal – he was nice to loan me his for a project while I was waiting for the one I ordered to ship."

Jimin flashed the young man a polite smile and nodded as he produced his keys to unlock the door. He removed his sneakers at the door and placed them on the rack by the door. With a free hand, he held the door open for Hiro and said he was welcome to come in.

"Sorry, Tal's already on spring break," Jimin apologized. "You can leave the X-acto on his desk and I'll let him know you stopped by." He pointed to the desk in question and closed the door behind Hiro. He fished out his phone and quickly shot a text to Tal to let him know that Hiro stopped by to give him his knife back.

Hiro placed the case with the knife on Tal's desk and shoved his hands into his pockets. "So you're his roommate?"

"Yes, I'm Ahn Jimin, Engineering and Computer Science," Jimin responded as he extended his hands. "He said yours is Hiro, right?"

Hiro accepted Jimin's hands in his and shook them. "Yes, Park Hiro – I'm studying Graphic Design." He dropped his hands and paused when his phone buzzed in his hoodie pocket. He removed it and winced as he looked at the screen.

"I'm sorry hyung, I need to run, but it was nice meeting you!" Hiro said as he made a beeline for the door.

############

Not many students chose stay behind on campus during spring break. Jimin didn't have any plans, save for getting ahead on his thesis and trying to get back into a routine with sleep, eating, and exercise. Exam periods really fucked with his schedule; he wasn't a gym rat, but it was nice to get away from classes and his laptop screen to focus on lifting weights or running mindlessly on the treadmill. Namseon was thankfully away on vacation, which meant Jimin could have a rare week plus some days without the chaebol breathing down his neck.

It was Saturday morning when Jimin was returning from the gym when he heard someone calling his name from behind. He whipped his head over his shoulder and saw it was Hiro jogging over to him.

"I'm sorry for dashing off earlier! It was my sister calling," Hiro explained once he caught up. "Oh are you headed to work out – I won't keep you!"

"No I'm done, I'm going back to shower and think about breakfast," Jimin replied. "Don't apologize – take the calls when you can. I don't talk a lot to my sister because it's too expensive and reception sometimes isn't great."

Hiro tilted his head and Jimin explained that he too had a sister. "She's in Africa helping kids. It's something she's wanted to do since we were in school. What about your sister? Does she work or go to school?"

"She works for our stepmother," Hiro shared. "I think she wants my sister to take over the business someday. She's a CEO of a luxury and professionals transportation options like private cars and limo buses." He paused and remembered Jimin mentioned breakfast. "Is it okay if I join you? I haven't had breakfast yet either."

Jimin nodded and explained he was going to head back to his place and shower first.

"Is it okay if I hang out and wait for you? I'm sorry if that's rude, but my roommate's a slob and he has a girl over now," Hiro rambled.

"He didn't give you notice?"

"No he's pretty hung over from last night. He does this all the time," Hiro groaned.

The pair walked back to Jimin's dorm and Jimin unlocked the door. Sneakers were left at the door and he gestured to the reclining chairs in front of the TV for Hiro to sit and wait for him.

Hiro sank down in one of the chairs and looked around the dorm room curiously. It was cleaner than his place and he liked that Tal decorated his side with artworks of schematics for various items like cameras and cars, while Jimin's included some pictures of family and friends.

"I never did thank you, Jimin-hyung, for being so nice to me at the party," Hiro called out.

Jimin stuck his head out from the bathroom and shot him a confused look.

"The water and the warning about the beer quality," Hiro clarified. "Also you've been so nice to me when we've run into each other, even though I'm probably bothering you. I think Namseon-hyung looked unhappy the other night when I stopped him to say thanks."

"Eh he was making me review some information last minute, but he was probably going to fail the exam anyways. You didn't hear that from me," Jimin replied.

Hiro blinked in surprise and slowly stood up from his seat. "I thought he was your friend?"

"No, he only talks to me because I know the material," Jimin explained through the closed door. "He's taking the class as the Art requirement and thought it was easier than Intro to Pottery or Intro to Photography. Most of the time he's complaining about his small problems and wants my help with the assignments or understanding the content. The only reason I was invited to the party was because he thinks it's a good thank you for saving his ass all the time in class."

Hiro fell silent as he processed this bit of information. It did make some sense, seeing as he didn't think Namseon had much in common with the Engineering/Computer Science double major. He walked closer to the bathroom door and paused a few feet from the entrance. He heard Jimin turn the water off and he twiddled with his fingers.

"What did you want to eat? I hope I don't sound like a cheapskate, but please don't suggest something Michelin starred that is pricey," Jimin called out. "I don't have the clothes for that kind of place and I'm trying to save money for my aunt and uncle."

"Hyung, are they okay? Your parents can't help them?" Hiro asked, looking a bit worried.

"My dad abandoned me and my sister at my aunt and uncle's house," Jimin sighed. "Mom died giving birth to me. We're not poor, but I'd say we're middle or working middle class. I'm trying to be considerate and not spend a lot of money when they're helping with some of the costs for college." He stuck his head out and shot Hiro a sheepish look. "I'm sorry, can I ask you to grab me some underwear from the top drawer? I forgot to grab a clean pair before I came in here."

Hiro nodded and quickly made his way over to the dresser. He used one hand to steady the top of the dresser and the other to open the drawer. His eyes scanned the rows of undershirts, socks, and landed on the underwear piles neatly stacked inside the drawer. He retrieved a black pair from the pile and blinked when he noticed the size on them.

"Hyung, these don't look like the right size, if you don't mind me saying," Hiro murmured as he handed over the underwear.

Jimin made a face and shook his head. "Contrary to not being a tall or big guy, I need to go up a size. I think you can figure out the rest." Before he could close the door, Hiro placed a hand on it and tilted his head.

"You're joking, right hyung?"

Jimin shot him a deadpan look and sighed. "I wish I was joking, but I've had this problem since puberty. I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone about it. It's kind of embarrassing."

Hiro flashed him a thumbs up and murmured that he'd let the elder get changed.

############

Days later, Jimin heard someone knocking at the door and he frowned as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. He threw back the covers and walked over to the door to see who it was.

"Good *yawn* morning Hiro," Jimin murmured. He used a hand to cover his yawn and he frowned slightly. "It's a bit early – something wrong?"

Hiro swallowed hard and rubbed the back of his neck. How did he want to go about this? Sure he wanted to thank the elder for being decent and not actually assuming he was something he wasn't, but there was something about Jimin with the eyes and surprising facts that made him curious.

"I wanted to tell you that Yena-noona kissed me at the party, not the other way around," Hiro said as he shoved his hands into his pockets. "I heard people talking, but I wanted to let you know that I didn't want the kiss. She was trying to find someone hot to kiss to make her boyfriend jealous and I happened to be walking by."

Jimin paused and rolled his eyes. "I really don't give a fuck who you or Yena kisses. It's your choice, right? Although, I'm sorry she did that to you. Did you tell her that you didn't feel the same?"

"I need to to do that," Hiro mumbled. "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up. I kind of thought you'd be up or back from the gym. I mean, I noticed you're trying to do the gym in the morning before breakfast. I swear I'm not stalking you or anything, but I think it's cool that you're so dedicated hyung."

The elder covered his mouth to stifle another yawn and he murmured it was no big deal. "I should get up now and not sleep the day away. You still having problems with your roommate again? If he's being inconsiderate, try telling the Housing office. They might be able to find you someone else to room with."

Hiro waved his hand to the side slightly and Jimin stepped to the side to let the young man in.

"I wanted to ask you if it's bad that I want to report my roommate to Housing for typecasting me," Hiro said once the door was closed behind him. "I'm pretty sure he requested a Japanese roommate because he asks me about Pokemon, sake, and samurai culture. It's really annoying because, well, I'm not really Japanese. I am Korean – my mom was Korean and my stepmother's Japanese. Like you, my mom died giving birth to me. My dad remarried and we had to move to Japan because that's where my stepmother works."

"You could share your concerns," Jimin mused. "Technically he's not allowed to ask for a specific roommate or type of roommate in terms of cultural background, but it sounds like his scope of Japan is very narrow. If I'm being honest, I was a little nervous to get someone who was only here to stalk K-drama actors, but Tal's sound and he seems interested in all of the aspects of the culture. He stretched his arms up, exposing the lower section of his abdomen and Hiro blinked when he saw the muscles.

The younger male looked around the dorm room and swallowed the lump in his throat. "Also...I'm sorry if this is very forward and maybe a bit rude, but I kind of wanna blow you hyung. I don't know how to explain it, but um, you're kind of a mystery to me and I find myself wanting to know more." He felt his face getting red and he rambled that their dialogue the last time got him thinking. "You probably have some great girlfriend already and I don't wanna make you feel weird, but –"

"Wait, either I'm really tired and not fully awake, or you just said you wanna...blow me?" Jimin asked with a confused look. "I don't know how I feel honestly. I mean, I did date a girl, but we broke it off before I started college. She was kind of snappish and I think it ended due to a big misunderstanding."

It was Hiro's turn to look confused and he added that his hyung seemed to have his life together for the most part. "Wait, was she also Korean?"

"Actually I don't know," Jimin sighed. "She had family in the armed forces and they moved all the time. My aunt became friends with her and I think we agreed to date to make my aunt happy. But towards the end of the relationship, she got it in her head that she thought I wanted a blowjob and that's not what I wanted. Long story short, she almost choked on the monster and I don't wanna traumatize anyone again. Actually, I've been single since the break-up and I'm not sure how I feel about dating anyone anymore."

Hiro snickered and he zeroed in on Jimin's shorts. "You call it the monster?"

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Maybe this is some bizarre, alternate universe dream he's having. Jimin's not against same-sex couples but he's never really looked at guys in that way. He's not against girls, but maybe he'll chalk the nightmare with the last girlfriend to the main reason why he's been so adverse to letting someone get close to him.

But for some reason, he's agreed to let Hiro take a look at the monster for himself. Maybe the sight will make the young man take him seriously and see that 7.5" is nothing to joke about.

Hiro sank to his knees once Jimin freed his dick from his shorts and boxers. Oho, hyung wasn't kidding – it was huge.

"You weren't kidding hyung," Hiro murmured in a hushed tone. "So how bad was your ex's blowjob?"

"She choked trying to fit me beyond the tip," Jimin muttered a bit sleepily. "Also her teeth came close to scraping up the sides and she had – yah!"

His sleepy eyes opened as he felt something rough brush against the slit and he reluctantly looked down to see Hiro leaning forward, tongue flicking at the slit. He used a hand to stop Hiro and he looked the younger male in the eyes.

"I didn't pull my pants down for you to try to hurt yourself," Jimin uttered. "I thought you wanted to see so you could stop thinking I'm weird for buying a bigger pair of underwear."

"She didn't cover her teeth – that's the problem you had," Hiro replied with a thoughtful look. "Also I don't think she started slow – it's not always the best idea to go in all at once." He met the elder's eyes and pouted slightly. "C'mon hyung. You've had a long, stressful week of midterms – let me help you. You were so nice to me, so why not let me pay you back a little?"

"Normal people buy others a meal, versus blowing someone they've known for a little over a week in their dorm room," Jimin sighed. "Look, I'm flattered, but maybe you should ask someone else."

"Can we make a deal?"

"What?"

"You go in with an open mind and if you don't like it or I'm struggling, we stop," Hiro offered. "If you want, you can pretend I'm some girl you really like or wanted to date."

"I wouldn't go that far – no girl wants to deal with this. Correction, no person wants to deal with this," Jimin responded with a shake of his head. "Forget blowjobs, I'm afraid I'll rip someone apart!"

"You didn't answer my deal," Hiro reminded him.

"I'm hesitantly saying yes, but I really don't think this is a good idea dongsaeng," Jimin said. "If you end up in the hospital, there's no way I can afford a lawyer to defend myself against your family."

"Tsk, I'm not going to sue you," Hiro snorted as he leaned forward again and resumed licking the tip. He paused as he used one hand to gently guide Jimin's dick closer to his lips. "By the way, I'm one person who wants to deal with this. Maybe someone else out there will too."

He wet his lips and took the tip slowly into his mouth, gradually a little more until he felt the tip hit the back of his throat. Anything else he couldn't cover with his mouth he used his hands to massage and rub.

The older boy felt his eyes fluttering shut as his dick was slowly swallowed inside the younger male's mouth. No canines or teeth like his ex, just something warm and wet around his dick. Was this what it was supposed to feel like? His mind struggled to process the situation – here he was, in his university dorm room with a guy he met a little over a week ago, someone he had zero romantic interest in (and vice versa), and he was allowing this guy to blow him. If his ex had known what to do, would he have enjoyed it back then? Right now, he was lost.

In a mix of curse words in English and Korean, the thought hit Jimin at last: What did he want? Why did this feel good but yet so...