Fics like Take Me to the Sky

“There we go,” Jimin soothes, “Try sinking into your split again, but keep your back straight, chest up,” he keeps his hands on Jungkook’s waist as he sinks down. They’re almost face to face now. The stretch burns more like this, so he doesn’t go as deep. “Come on, tough guy,” Jimin smirks, “I know you can go deeper.” “I can’t, I can’t,” Jungkook laughs, “My hamstrings are going to snap.” Jimin bites his lip and guides him, “Just a little further. Breathe into it and relax,” his soft voice eases him down. Jungkook breathes, but he can’t relax. Not with those hands holding him there, not with those eyes taking him in like that. He whimpers as his legs burn and ache, quivering, but he sinks down just a hair. “Good,” Jimin approves, “Is this your first time? You’re doing so well.” Jungkook nods. He’s afraid of what sound will come out of him if he tries to speak. “Impressive,” is all he says before his hands leave him, and he’s stepping over to the next person. Or, Jungkook takes a flying yoga class to help his aching back. His sweet and handsome instructor helps him find relief in more ways than one.

Fics like Take Me to the Sky

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