Jeongguk’s intense stare from across the field, he knows exactly how to deal with that. This is the first day they’re officially fuckbuddies, and they’re definitely celebrating.
Though Jeongguk usually keeps his distance during training, today he’s different. Perhaps he’s also eager to celebrate their one day anniversary.
In the time-out, Jeongguk sits down next to him on the bench at the sideline of the field, spreads his legs wide enough so that their thighs press together.
It’s a touch that looks completely normal to anyone else, more teammates join them on the bench, their thighs touch in the same manner, but it’s different.
Jeongguk’s touch is always deliberate, it’s warm, and it always sends a little tingle through his lower abdomen.
He glances over, takes in the way Jeongguk drinks from his waterbottle, his eyes closed, black hair messy, sun-kissed face a little sweaty, neck glistening with it.
His throat runs dry.
A little taste before they hit the showers.. that would be perfect.
Jeongguk slowly brings the water bottle back down, catches his stare. His intense, dark brown eyes scan over his face, and then drag down to his lips.
Mmh.. seems like he’s not the only one fantasising.
A thrill runs down his spine, small smirk pulls on his lips.
Jeongguk’s eyes dart back up, and then he pokes his tongue in his cheek, not in a way he did before, this time it’s deliberate, the way he quirks a brow after, points at himself.
Oh.
he’s asking for a blowjob.
The tongue-in-cheek thing, he’s mimicking what it looks like when a dick pushes against it.
Fuck, he’s bold.
It’s so fucking hot.
He gives a barely notable nod. Must admit he likes having Jeongguk’s dick in his mouth, it’s been too long, he’s kind of missed it.
Something glazes over in Jeongguk’s eyes, he licks his lips like he can barely wait.
Jimin almost chuckles, averts his gaze with a smirk still on his lips. Being desired like this, so out in the open, it’s always done something for him.
Jeongguk’s hand wraps around his thigh then, grip tight as he pushes himself to stand up. It leaves as quickly as it came, but Jimin still feels the warmth of it lingering on his skin.
To others it probably doesn’t look like anything, Jeongguk just leaned on him to stand up, no big deal.
To him, it feels like a “can’t wait”
He takes a few large sips of his water, has a difficult time tearing his eyes off Jeongguk the rest of the training