#GOD i luv breathplay honestly

[msyoonji]

One Condition(m)

Summary: You and Jimin have a perfectly-normal-good sex life, so you can’t really understand his need to explore further….whatever, two can play at that game. Looks like there won’t be much sleeping going on tonight.

Genre: A lil fluff/ lotta smut/ and hopefully I can make u giggle

Word count: 3,038

Warnings: Face sitting/ Breathplay (~light~Choking)…sorry mom

A/n: This is the FIRST EVER fic I felt comfortable releasing! I’m so super excited to share this w/ you guys and I hope u enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed making it:’’) . ps. this one for my chubby hoes or for my cuties w a lil more meat on ur thighs. jimin luvs u n so do i 💖💖💖

“Baby pls"

“No”

“But- ”

“I said no”

You and jimin are currently laying in bed in your shared apartment, you’re flipping through a magazine in the biggest one of jimin’s t-shirts you could find while he begs you for…something, you can’t remember.

“Can’t we at least talk about it!?” He says exasperatedly

“No”

“Y/n! Do you even remember what we’re talking about??”

Shit. Caught.

“I-um”

“Y/n!”

“Ok I might not be able to remember, but who cares? It’s probably not good if my subconscious decided to throw the memory out!”

“Y/n please let’s just talk ok! No action or anything I just want to go over it with you!”

Oh yeah, you remember now, you tried Very hard to forget, but your boyfriend would be nothing if he wasn’t persistent.

You sigh “ok.“

“Ok? Ok! So, I know you said you didn’t want to sit on my face, but you never really gave me a reason? Don’t get me wrong you don’t have to give me a reason, but is at least something we can talk out? Is it some kind of insecurity? You know you can tell me right???”

And there it was.

Here’s the thing, it’s not that you didn’t want to sit on jimin’s face, far from it actually. You were just genuinely scared. It’s just that you’re not…small so to speak, you had meat on your bones and especially around the thigh are. You’d get to a point where you were comfortable with your body, thanks to jimin’s constant praise, but this was something else completely!

“Have you even thought about what would happen to you if I did that!?”

“Um yeah, every night before I go to bed that’s why I always disappear to the bathroom for 20 minutes”

“Are you joking??? I didn’t mean like that you nasty! Also, oh my god, this entire time I thought you were like flossing or something??”

“I mean yeah, no totally just flossing!”

“What I meant, was, what if I crush you?”

“I want that”

“No! I mean like actually crush you! Like I go to sit and your neck snaps and you DIE INSTANTLY! Imagine what they’d have to write on the cause of death section on your autopsy report!!!”

And then you heard him bust out laughing.

“HA, I think you’re the one who’s joking here! Y/n I don’t honestly think that’s physically possible but if it is, it would be an honor to die between your thighs”

“JIMIN!” You couldn’t believe him! How could he say such dirty things with such a serious face?

“Just…think about it” he was starting to get closer to the side of your face, directly over your ear. His voice dropping down and octave, to a whisper.

“You, towering over me, your pussy directly over my mouth, gravity forcing you down while you ride my tongue long enough to come all over my face.”

He comes up by now to stare directly into your eyes, his eyes flickering down to your lips every few seconds.

“ I don’t see how you could refuse such a great offer.”

By now your breathing has sped up and the light blush on your face give away how truly affected you were by Jimin’s words.

“No”

“But-!”

“Not unless…you do something I want”

 "Oh. Ok sure, what is it?“

 It’s your turn to smile now.

“Choke me.”

He’s heard you ask him before, almost as many times as he’s asked you, but his response was funnier every time. Jimin was not one to hide his emotions and you could see everything he was thinking by a quick look to his face.

“That’s different! I don’t want to hurt you, I could ACTUALLY kill you!”

“Oh please! You’re being so dramatic, you act like we don’t have a safe word!”

“And how are you gonna say it if I’m blocking off your windpipes?!” He counters

“Who cares! Choke me to death daddy!”

You say in a fit of giggles, not really taking this conversation seriously anymore.

And that’s what did it.

Jimin snapped and you were his only target. He wrestled you down on the bed so he was hovering over you. The magazine you were reading slid under the bed, long forgotten.

“Fine. I’ll choke you, but you have to ride my face first.”

His face completely serious now

“Wait really?”

“Yes really, now, do I have your consent and do you remember your safe word?”

“Yes and yes!”

“Alright then! Let’s do this!”

He said lying flat next to you and looking up at you expectantly.

“Wait now?”

Impatiently he props himself up on his elbows and brings his hand down to your thighs with little slapping motions signaling you to get on top.

“Yes now! What time better than the present?”

“But, wait I didn’t shave! I’m not letting you go down there right now it’s gonna feel like your French kissing a guy with a beard!”

“I’m grown ass man! I don’t care about no damn little hairs so get the fuck up here!”

He said, taking the matter into his own hands and flipping you on top of him, you let out a little surprised squeal. You always forget how strong he is but at times like this you’re rudely reminded!  

You stare down at him, still a little uneasy about the situation. He takes your face in both his hands and lifts himself up until he’s only a couple centimeters away from your lips.

“It’s ok baby, we can stop at any time if you really don’t like it. all you have to do is say the word.” He looks deeply into your eyes the entire time, not blinking, and when you give him a little smile to show your readiness he brings you in for a kiss.

It starts off slow, steady, how all your kisses with jimin are. Sweet but with so much deeper meaning. As the kiss starts to deepen, You can feel his hands travel down your neck, over your shoulders, down the front of your shirt where he didn’t miss the fact that you weren’t wearing a bra with a small squeeze and down to settle at your waist. Taking his lead you bring your hands up to tangle in his soft hair.

The best part about sex with jimin was that he always put you first, he would never let you come last and if it happened by accident he would make up for it with hours of his face in between your thighs. His tongue poked out to lick at the seem of your mouth, asking for permission which was granted to him shortly after.

Jimin didn’t really care for being the dominant one in the bedroom he’d rather see you take control. But he sensed your nervousness and took the lead as your tongues swirled around in each other’s mouths. He broke apart from you shortly after, peppering kisses down the side of your face, marking a wet trail down your neck to the one spot at the junction between your neck and collarbone, where he knew you were most sensitive. Your breath picking up again, letting out a small whimper when he nips at the skin. He brings his face back up to yours again, asking if you’re ready without having to open his mouth once. You tuck your now swollen bottom lip under your teeth and give him a firm couple of nods.

He smiles at you and gives your sides small reassuring squeezes. Laying back on the bed his eyes don’t leave your body once as you get up too quickly remove your panties and shimmy your way up to put your knees on either side of his head.

“Baby girl, as sexy as it is to see you wear my clothes, would you mind taking my T-shirt off?”

With a little pout on your lips, you look down to your body and then at him. He’s staring up at you through half lidded eyes, his hands placed delicately around the front of your thighs, tickling you every time they twitch slightly.

“Do I have to?” You whisper, your nose scrunching up. Not exactly liking the thought of you body being so openly on display.

“No…but think it’ll feel much better for you if you did. Besides, I’ll be able to touch you without it getting in the way.” He says with a soft angelic smile on his face, as his left hand comes up to squeeze your breast.

“You seem like you’re doing a well enough job to me.”

He whines “baby pleeease!”

“UGH, you know what!” You say as you tear the piece of fabric off your body.

“There! Are you happy now?!”

Your hands come to cross over your fluffy tummy, suddenly much more self-conscious considering the fact that your boyfriend remains completely clothed underneath you.

His smile returns, fully baring his teeth now as he grips onto your arms and slowly peels them away. His head coming up enough to leave one small kiss on your stomach.

You can practically feel the butterflies try to erupt from within you.

Of course, this is probably the most ‘jimin’ gesture you can think of. An act of pure affection in the middle of a highly provocative scene. And you wouldn’t want it any other way. With your knees weak, you’re afraid your arousal might start dripping onto his face from it alone.

His eyes trail their way back down your body, to the one place that needs his attention the most.

Although your tummy slightly obscures your view, your eyes don’t miss the smirk that settles on his plump lips.

“Are you gonna keep smiling at my pussy like a creep or are you gonna do something??” You say getting impatient

You can hear him give you a small disbelieving chuckle at your sudden burst of confidence before you feel his tongue flatten out and lick one strip up from your hole to your pubic bone.

Taken back- even though you did ask for it- a big gust of air comes rushing out of your mouth.

He licks one more stripe before his lips come up to latch onto your clit. As he starts sucking at a steady pace, his hands come to grip on your thighs more forcefully, willing you to fully take a seat.

You’re breathing becomes labored as you stare down at him. One of your hands comes to rest on the headboard in front of you, gripping it for dear life; the other on your breast, as you begin to play with your hardening nipple.

You can feel him trying to pull you down, but you’re still conscious of not wanting to hurt him so you tense your thighs up, hoping it’ll be enough to not lose control and completely crush him.

It was a good plan. That is, until he added two fingers, crooked forward and moving quickly in and out of you. At that point, your legs completely gave up as you sunk down and your hips began rocking to their own accord. You’re eyes screw shut as your lips form into an ‘o’ shape with your brows furrowed.

Jimin, all the while, looking up at you with complete amazement. He couldn’t understand how, even at a time like this, you were simultaneously the cutest and sexiest thing alive.

His hands come up to cover yours over your breast and he begins tugging harshly on your nipples. He recalled you mentioning how much you liked it during some pillow talk the other night.

Above him, you’d turned into a whimpering mess. Panting and cursing, saying something that vaguely sounded like his name.

“Fuck, ji min, I think I’m gonna cu-fuck. I’m gonna cum.” You say rushed, you didn’t want to completely catch him off guard.

Not that he would mind.

With this new information, he flattened his tongue and let you take complete control.

With both hands now firmly gripping ahead on the headrest, You rocked your hips back and forth three times before you could feel tingling travel to every nerve ending in your body. You yelled out his name at the same time as your body stopped moving all together and you felt your orgasm wrack over you, your body shaking sporadically from the aftershock.

With your chest still heaving up and down you managed to move down to sit on his chest.

Your arms come down to your sides and he immediately intertwines his fingers in yours. As you open your eyes you’re met with a smile so big his eyes squint into crescent moons. Your arousal shining all over the lower half of his face.

“So-” he says, tongue darting out to lick his lips.

“how was that?”

You give him the most unamused face possible before sliding down to straddle his hips and leaning in to press a kiss to his sticky lips.

You grind your hips down to press into his erection, feeling just how affected he was.

“Doesn’t seem like I was the only one who liked it”

He just smiles again as he moves to flip you both over. With him on top now he quickly strips off his thin white T-shirt and removes the constraining confines of his boxers.

You reach down and jerk your hands over his dick while he reaches over in the nightstand to get a condom.

“Y/n please stop.”

He says his cheeks pink and eyebrows scrunched together.

This was new. Jimin was usually very vocal, he always told you how he felt, as he was feeling it. But was never this sensitive, especially not when you’ve so much as laid a finger on him.

“Did you really like that that much?” You snorted, pulling your hand away.

His breathing now picking up as he slipped the condom on and focused on aligning himself with your entrance.

He wasted no time as he filled you up, setting a steady pace from the start.

He looked at you straight in the eyes, not forgetting to answer your question.

“Bathroom. Every. Night. 20. Minutes” he said one word after each thrust, his hips slamming harder into yours as he spoke on.

Despite him reciting his words from earlier in the night, you couldn’t focus as you felt a fire starting up again in the pit of your stomach. You tilted your head back, panting out, and he dipped down to pepper kisses all over your neck.

Before you could completely forget, you reached down to grab his hand and gently place it over your neck.

He stared into your eyes again making sure you were okay before doing some soft experimental squeezes.

As you let out soft moans his eyes darted all over your face, he hadn’t realized how sexy it would be seeing you so pliant under his touch.

He didn’t care for being the dominant one in bed, but if it brought out this reaction in you, he would be sure to remember it for future use.

He had a hard enough time keeping himself together before, but determined to make you come first he held out for a little bit longer. Not trying to focus on how soft and warm you felt around him. Or how your walls began to constrict around him, squeezing him so delightfully tight.

He quickened his pace, his hand now gingerly gripping at your throat and his other hand smoothing between your bodies to your clit, moving in tight circles.

You began wriggling around, your body being overwhelmed by every part of his touch.

“Are you gonna cum for me baby girl?” His voice coming out like a whine

“Please cum for me, you look so pretty when you cum.”

With his voice now joining the mixture, the coil that was strung tight in your tummy busted loose as you felt your second orgasm consume your entire body.

He continued to grip your throat, not hard enough to hurt, but enough for your screams to come out in broken fragments.

You calmed down as he slowed his pace to deep, slow thrusts. Removing his hands from your throat he instead took a hold on your hips, this time gripping you hard enough you’d surely see fingertip shaped bruises there in the morning.

Making sure his release was just as good as both of yours were, you contracted your kegel muscles tight.

With one final deep thrust, he moaned out your name and spilled his nut all over the inside of the condom.

He laid on top of you, his forehead resting on yours as you go cross-eyed to stare at him. You’re both panting hard, faces wet with sweat and lips swollen red.

He’s the first to let out an airy giggle, you follow his lead shortly after. He slowly pulls out of you and takes the condom off, tying it at the top and tossing it in the trash by your bedroom door. He disappears through the door for a couple of minutes and comes back with a warm towel.

You’re lying in the same spot when he comes back, too tired to even blink.

He kneels in front of you and takes his time whipping you clean, carefully grazing over your sensitive bud.

When he’s done he tosses the towel on the ground, promising he’ll clean it up later, and comes to lay down next to you.

You gather up enough strength to pull the sheets over the two of you and you lay on top of his chest as his hand finds it home in your hair.

You’re just about to drift off to sleep when you hear him whisper something to you.

“You see, I told you you’d like it”

“Jimin, shut up and go to sleep, I’m tired of you.”

He chuckles, used to your sarcastic humor by now and wraps his other arm around your back hugging you tight.

His eyes finally closing you sneak a peek up at him, so what if you really liked it and wanted to do it again and again?

You wouldn’t admit it till he comes clean too!

#Jimin Smut #Jimin fluff #bts #bts fanfic #bts smut #bts fluff #bts texts #THANK U guys so mf much if u read #if you have ane comment or consteuctive critism to give me it would be greatly apperciated #anyway thank u again i love u angels #shay writes