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vinetae · 1 year

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As If It's His Last - PJM

"Mmmm, you're such a sensitive baby, aren't you?"

Genre: FWB, F2L, Smut, mutual pinning?

Summary: it had been a simple agreement. You felt bad at how many times Jimin had a hectic schedule. And while you couldn't do anything about that, you could offer some services out of pity for the boy..

Warnings: shower sex, vaginal fingering, Dom!Jimin, bratty sub!Reader, shower games, cunillingus, spanking? Jimin's such a tease lol, unprotected sex (don't do this), best friend banter while fucking (and damn, do we love that), cursing, foul language.

Word Count: 4K

A/n: just some drabbles I forgot to post like a year ago. 💀🙏😭 This was heavily inspired by my simp ass and the vlive where jimin wished someone would wash him LMFAO.

Edit: welcome back, you horny bitches. I've updated this to conclude their FULL SMUT. So, happy early birthday 💀😭

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"I'll do it" you comment, as he sits up to counter your straight face. His eyebrows lift, a shocked expression plastered his features.

"You what?" He asks, not truly comprehending what his friend had just agreed to.

"I'll wash you if you want."

He laughs out loud at the seemingly meaningless joke. His chest rises in sharp points, as his joking reaction makes your face remain unchanged. He'd been complaining for around an hour, seeing how long he could go without a shower after coming back from a hard session's practice. He'd always procrastinate washing himself, but never excused his hygiene.

Ironically, he was possibly the most clean person you've ever known. He always loved dousing himself in expensive perfumes, a 10-step skincare, and brushing his teeth for not 3 but FOUR minutes, twice a day. If you hadn't known better, you might've mistook him for a germaphobe. Once you had seen his apartment for the first time, you'd quickly realized your accusations were limited to what everyone say everyday.

"Are you for real?" He questions, not believing that his friend of only a few months would help him with something so intimate that ESPECIALLY only couples would do.

However, you were just a good friend.

You slide the cover of your book down your thighs, sighing at his thick head.

"Seriously Jimin? You just spent almost an hour debating whether showering in the morning or afternoon is healthier. You KNOW you only did that so you could excuse your laziness." His eyes widen at your words, but he doesn't deny it.

"But... Are you sure? I mean we've only known each other for a few months And-" you stand, glancing at his slouched figure.

"It's an offer, not a request. You want help, and I like helping people. Plus, it'll give me practice for when I volunteer at the senior citizen home." You tease flashing him a cheeky grin, as he stands, yelling to protest.

"Hey! Don't call me old!" You laugh at his cute pout. He watches as the sway of your hips lure him to the frame that connect the hallway to bathroom. He can feel the dryness of his throat out run the natural portion. Your upper body turns to graze his eyes, a tiny, sultry grin tugs your cornered lip.

"Coming?"

His eyes trail on the curves of your frame as you remove rhe excess pieces that had hidden your goddess-like figure so well. His tongue sticks out to wet the pad of his lips, making the plump set glisten. His gesture doesn't go unnoticed for you as well. You bat the thick of your eyelashes, while slowly removing the last article of clothing, sending him a greasy smirk.

"Yah, this ain't a free strip club." You point to the shower, watching the gears in his head finally turning to your command. This time, it's your turn to oogle at his built figure. The sweat glistens off his proportioned figure, sliding down the muscles of his arms. The veins in his hands track all the way to his protruding Adam's apple, watching it Bob up and down once before he removes another piece of his clothing.

Soon, he's left in nothing bit tight clad briefs, the Chanel red and white stripped label hugs his lower waist oh so perfectly. His lips tug into a smirk nothing how you'd been caught on his waist for one second too long. He curves his thumb to tug the elastic of his briefs down, giving you a teasing peak of his prominent v-line. He watches your cheek indent quickly, knowing that you'd bitten the inside harshly.

You shake your head to rid yourself of the impure images that had Corrupted your mind for a few moments. You meet his gaze, before motioning to the shower. He chuckles, noticing the tint of your ears matching hues with your cheeks. He stalks your figure, closing the small space that had separated the two of you, and sane from insanity.

"Aren't you going to get wet too?" His thumb comes to lift the point of your chin, narrowed eyes dark chocolate and fiery, baring down into your doe-like irises. His fingers come to toy with the elastic of your bra, before releasing it as it snaps against your skin. You flinch at the sudden act, the lump in your throat doesn't seem to faulted in rendering you speechless. His breath rolls past the shell of your ear, brushing the side of your cheek smoothly.

"No? Because.."

His steps corner you into the steamy shower until you're pressed up against the tiled wall. His eyes peer into yours, hands come up to already palm the rounds of your breasts pulling the thin fabric down to toy with the erect buds.

"I think you already are."

You'd gone into this situation with tact and though-filled head. Now, your girly brain had been boiling on the stove labeled horny, with your pussy as the chef, and Jimin being the heat.

Weird analogy I know, but still.

It's true.

The inside of his palm comes up to trace along the heated outline of your figure. His smirk beaming wider than a turn an eighteen-wheeler has to make.

"So quiet now, huh?" Your brain had almost been fried by his lingering touches, when a sense of well.. sensibility washes over you. Suddenly, you had regained your voice.

"You keep this up and you'll be stuck with blue balls AND a lonely wash up." Your tone seeps into his brain, pushing past all of the aroused and biological thoughts that had clouded his mind. He pouts, but backs away, giving you space as you repremand his ass.

Once his lecture was over, you watched as he lowered himself into the tub's heated waters, watching as his face immidiently forms new expressions. Most had remained relaxed, but one still stood out to you.

The steam had now risen to damp the ends of his hair, making the baby strands cling to his forehead. His newly dyed locks had blocked a portion of his view. You smile, bringing your hand up to brush the straggles out of his way. Much like how a mother's caring touch would be. He sighs, unconsiously leaning into your touch. You'd pulled your hand a few centimeters away right before his selfish, naughty hands had brought them right back down, pressing your palms against his reddened cheek.

"Just... stay like this, please?" He whines softly, not wanting to release from the comforting touch of your hands. You sigh, shifting on the tub's edge before finding an okay position. His eyes lull closed, peaking open once a while to make sure that you hadn't left him.

Your chin rests on tub's edge, watching how his facial features sink more into a relaxed transe. Finally, he felt at peace.

Except the hardening of his cock under the soapy waters.

He groans, trying to push those thoughts away, know that you hadn't been in that kind of mood right now.

You had usually flirted back and countered his sweet-comments and teases, a grin of your own painting your expressions while you two laughed, ending the silly encounter each time. Your laugh lines had been his serotonin. He'd never openly admit this.. of course.

But those sweet-nothings were for a different time, told to him by his stirring cock. Thankfully, the lavander and vanilla bath bomb you'd decided to throw in last minute had dissloved into a perfect shield for his dick.

Though the wet patches along your skin had done the opposite.

He peaks his eyes open, watching as the water shines an almost like glitter effect on the surface of your skin. With each splotch of water had been followed by clear definitions of it's gleams.

Yep... there goes his thoughts again.

"Y/n.." He gently calls out, seeing if you'd react with the same tone as earlier. He looks to see that your face had softened, showing him a more caring side than before. Usually, you had been this strong, confident and stubborn woman he'd grown to love. But how the way your rosy cheeks matched his set from the steamy waters had painted a different picture for him.

It also didn't help that you were in the most basic, but sexiest pair of underwear and bra he'd ever seen.

Sure, he's seen the lace, the frills, satin, silks and more.

Maybe it's his crazy, sex-driven mind..

But you looked like the most beautiful thing in the world.

Hell, this feeling wasn't even that sexual.

It had always been with him.

Since the day you two had meet in that cafe.

His voice calls out again, watching as your nose scrunches from the louder volume, but yet still having that gentle and warming tone he'd always carry.

You hum in response, not really minding what he was going to go on about. Sure you cared but..

This water had also felt too good to pass up.

So you opted for dragging your finger tips across it's fluctuate surface, watching as your minimal movements had trailed behind light ripples in their place. Your digits dip down ever so often, relaxing at the bath water's warm embrace.

This time, you hear your name for the third time.

You sigh, glancing to pull your eyes from the peaceful streams, to his boyish look.

Except...

He hadn't looked boyish at all.

The prominent lines of his muscle protruded far more than you could've ever imagned. His upper porportion had broad shoulders, defined and calculated features that would make any female instantly swoon.

"How are you going to wash me if I'm in here, and you're out there." His chin comes to rest on the tub's edge in front of you, mimicking your position with a smile painting his features.

You sigh, trying to hide the obvious smile that had accidentally slipped from your control.

"Fine," You fake a groan, acting as if your mother asking you to take out the trash. You see his lips pucker to a cute, puppy-like pout.

"You offered, you know.." You nod, removing your last pieces of clothing before stepping into the water's steamy embrace. The tub hadn't been that large, so you had to really squeeze to fit the both of you. Somehow, he manage to scoot closer, a gleam so warm and inviting lays beneath his cold, matured exterior.

He rests of the point of his chin on the round of his knees, pulling them closer to his chest, as you had done the same. That earns you a laugh from his side.

"Two bros, chilling in a bath tub two feet apart cause they're not gay." You laugh at the stupid reference, hitting his shoulder lightly. "You're ridiculous."

As your smiles recceed, something had taken their place. Even though both sets of tucked legs had been the barrier between the two of you, it didn't stop the lack of space slowly disappearing at the held gaze you both had in your eyes.

Your lips barely just centimeters away, as his hand comes up to cup the round of your cheek, his voice lowering to a permissive octave.

"You know, that trend of Tik Tok has been going around lately." You chuckle at his random response.

"Which one? There are about a gazillion.."

he leans in closer, brushing the pads of his lips against yours, giving you just a slight taste of what he's offering.

"The one where you kiss your best friend."

You lightly scoff at his comment.

He can't be serious.

.. Can he?

One more lessened inch was all it took for his lips to capture yours. The kiss had been gentle and kind at first, until something primal and needy had taken the reigns. His breath became heavy, the sounds he started to let slip had been doing a number on your sensability.

Just before anything gets too heavy, he quickly pulls away, leaving a trail of saliva bridging between his and your lips.

"I- want to make sure that you're okay.." You're quick to nod, trying to rekindle the fire he had you desiring so, but he takes control once more.

"I need verbal confirmation, Y/n. I don't want to make it feel like I'm forcing you or anythi-" He's cut off by the pressure of your lips crashing onto his.

Once you're through, it's your turn to pull away, leaving him in need.

"Permission granted.." Those few words had all it took for his lips to finally connect with your once more, this time with a firey and passionate seer of affection attached along with it. His hands are quick to unfold your body, pulling to straddle his lap. The already lack of any attire had been teasing enough, as the butterflies flying around in your stomach had been inexorable. Your confidentials meeting to grind against one another, the length of his cock gliding easily through your folds. His head draws back, groaning at the delightful feeling.

"Are we..." He takes in a few breaths, trying to make sense of this situation for what's best for the both of you.

"Are we sure this is a good place for our first?" You take a look around, thinking logically on how this could go. Your faces scrunches at the idea.

"Shower then?" Your comment had him rising quicker than his dick did, pulling you along up with him before he's pressing your back up against the tiled shower's wall. His palms coming to cup the rounds of your breasts, tweaking your nipples gently to see your reaction.

Not to his surprised, you'd moaned.

Quite loudly in fact.

Your head lulls against the shower's walls, while his smirk creeps his face.

"Didn't know you had that in you.." He groans, free hand reaching behind to pull your ass tighter against his frame, giving the rounded flesh some gentle squeezes.

"What do you mean, in me?" Your head follows the trail of kisses his lips had placed upon your exposed upper half, watching the glint in his eyes each time he notice your body flinching at the light grazes.

"Mmmm, you're such a sensitive baby, aren't you?" Your lips part, mouth dropping down to form a long O-shape. The digits of his fingers trail down your torso, brushing along the dip of your navel before slipping between your thighs. Your hands reach out to wrap themselves around his neck, while your palm moves the strands out from his view.

His long digits drew light circles into your hooded bud, as your back arches against the tiled wall. Your sounds are the only confirmation he needed to continue on his exploration.

"Hmm, you know I've always wondered something.." His tone is teasing, with a hint of malicious .. something.. behind it.

There was deffiantly more than this sweet cinnamon personality.

You scoff at his retort, feeling the way our leg twitches from the small amount of pleasure you'd reccived.

"I've always wanted to know.." You felt the sting of his finger pushing its way up into you, sliding easily past your folds, as the sounds it had drawn out were immaculate to his ears.

"If my accusations were correct." You groan out, not knowing a damn about what he had been going on with, but knowing damn well how it felt.

You chuckle at his words. "Yeah? What accusations?"

A smirk plasters his face.

"Oh, you know.. Just some things that have popped into my head.." His head's quick to find it's way down your body, as his face had been at direct level with your sobbing core. Your breath hitched at the sight.

"About how much pressure it would take for you to squeeze me with the fucking thighs until my head popped like a balloon.." His words cut like a knife dragging along your skin. His hand comes up, spreading your lips apart to reveal all of your shameful glory.

"How pretty this pussy would look all wet and needy for me." He removes all pressure, licking a stripe up the very center as your head lulls back, fist full of his hair quickly fill your balled hands.

"How loud you can scream my name."

Your hands ball ever more at his sudden words, as he takes the plump of his lips, wrapping them around your throbbing clit as a whole new world of this shit had just been unlocked for you like a fucking video game. He reaches up, pulling one of your thighs over his shoulder, burying the face even deep into your aching pussy, watching as the tip of his nose kisses your public bone.

Sounds of pleasure and nothing more had filled the dorm's shower room, as your best friend had been on his knees, acting like your pussy had been his favorite meal.

His palms grip at your thighs, feeling the soft pudgy goodness engulf his head even more.

Your head lulled back, thighs quivering around his head. Hands coming to grip at his damp roots, mouth jarring wide as he practically recites every letter from the alphabet.

You certainly hadn't planned for this to happen with your best friend. But hey,

Was this really a time to complain?

"Fu-fucking- Oh shit!" The burn you felt between your thighs had nothing on Jimin's teeth biting down into the side of your neck. His hips rolled against your body, as his arm kept your thigh proped up and open for his liking.

The pad of his lips switching between sucking and marking your damp skin, hot water steaming down onto the both of you. Your fingers tugged at his newly dyed roots,mouth parting as his cock slides against your walls.

"So fucking good for me, baby. Taking my cock so well." Your head lulls back, chest heaving in agony. His hips snapped against yours, as his hand helds you at the sides to keep you in place.

"O-oh my God.." You whine, unconsciously lifting your other leg to try and wrap yourself fully around his waist. A chuckle rolls from his lips, before he gently pulls out, making you whine from loss of contact.

In a matter of seconds, he has you sat on his lap, as he's resting on the shower stools surface. Wasn't the series position, but hey. You weren't one to complain.

"And here I thought Jin's old man stool was useless." He retorts, guiding your hips to sink down onto his standing cock. Your hands use the crease of his shoulders in balancing, as your let out a short laugh.

"Oh so now I have to do all the work?"

A smirk presses his lips, as his mouth reaches out to suck dark blotches into the skin of your collarbone. "Be a good girl and maybe it'll be worth your while."

Your heart sank at his words.

"Fuck you for being my friend."

"Why? Cause I'm so awesome at it?"

"No." You groan, taking a big gulp of air from the steam of the shower. "C-Cause you fucking know me too well."

He chuckles, gently guiding your hips along the length of his cock, your legs hugged to his sides in support of the painful position.

"Oh, im sorry for being such a good friend." Smirking, his hand comes to cup your breast, tweaking the erect bud between his two fingers. He watches as your lips drop to part in pleasure, leaning your body closer to his. The moment had been arrogant, and annoying, but most of all..

Amazing.

"mm- s-still fuck you." You moan out, body presses against his, in support. The burning of your thighs had been overpowering your motives to continue, as you let out a whine.

"Yeah yeah, yoy know you love it." Your pussy cleched around his cock, making your head fall onto his shoulder. His praises pulling you into a daze you'd never felt before. Nails digging into his glistening skin, the shower mixed along with your sweat at done nothing in making this scene any less arousing.

He lets out a soft chuckle, bringing his arms up to hold your body to his, making sure your fucked out state doesn't injure yourself.

His lips hover gently infront of yours, brushing a string of wet hair from your view.

"Weak." He teases.

You lift your arm, punching his side gently. His chest rolls out a soft laugh,hoisting your waist to press against his.

"Yah, are you really trying to sleep when we're having sex?"

Your head shakes, forehead pressed into his shoulder dip. "Fucking burns.."

"Ah, yeah I know. It's pretty big."

You lift up, playfully hitting his chest once more from his comment.

"Alright alright. Jeez, making the man do all the work as usual, huh?" He's quick to lift your body from his, pressing you back against the shower wall, easily sliding his cock through your velvety walls once more. Your arms throw themselves around his neck, head craning backwards as your back arches off against the wall. He scoffs, rolling his hips into yours. His finger coming up to poke your cheek.

"Faker."

A smile presses your lips, closing the distance between the two of you. Hands carding through his damp locks, as the shower's hot pressure drips along both of your skin.

Your eyes screwed shut, sucking in a breath. "F-fuck i-i'm-" His lips capture yours once more, as the tip of his index finger reaches down, rubbing circles against your throbbing clit.

"Yeahh, cum for me, jagi. Let all the guys know who's fucking you this good." Your head knocks back against the marbled shower wall, thighs twitching in his grip as a wave of pleasure crashes in to you. He moans out, feeling the way you clamp down on his when your orgasm hits.

"Oh, yeahhh! That's my good girl. Such a good baby for me- fuck!" With one final thrust, the tip of his cock kisses your cervix as he paints your walls white. You both pull away slightly, trying to catch your breaths. The hot shower water had done nothing in cooling the two of you down.

After a few moments drip by, Jimin lifts his head to look at you. A smirk presses his lips, as he pulls your figure back against his to make the two of your stand under the shower's rainfall like pressure.

"Looks like you're the one who needs a wash off now.."

You chuckle, cupping the side of his face in your palms, placing a gentle peck to his lips. His hands come to hold your waist, returning the cute gesture.

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Holy shit I'm finding so many unpublished drafts..

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koosbabygrl · 2 years

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|Greedy|↠ jinminkookxreader

Summary ↠ They can’t get enough of you, so why not share? Genre ↠ Smut||Fluff if you blink▸REPOST Pairing ↠ Jungkook x reader, jimin x reader, seokjin x reader TW ↠ Dom!jungkook, dom!jimin, dom!seokjin, sub!reader, established relationship, begging, consensual non-consent, degradation, fingering, punishment, nipple play, foursome, unprotected sex, protected sex, oral sex, vaginal sex, anal sex, lots of cum, deep throat, sloppy seconds (thirds?), triple penetration, tea-bagging, double-vaginal penetration, face slapping, butt slapping, impreg/breeding kink, name-calling, spitting, aftercare kinda Word count ↠ 5.5k

please don’t copy, steal, plagiarize, re-post, or otherwise use without permission

As you stepped into your apartment at the end of a long day at work, you had nothing on your mind except to order some takeout, take a nice long bubble bath, and crawl into bed. Your boyfriend, Seokjin told you he’d be working late tonight, so you weren’t going to be able to enjoy his delicious cooking, unfortunately.

You took off your shoes and walked to the kitchen. As you reached to turn on the light switch, you felt one arm wrap tightly around your waist while the other covered your mouth. Panicking, you tried to scream, but the grip on your mouth was too tight. You tried to twist and kick back, but the person who had grabbed you lifted you easily off your feet and began to take you to your bedroom, his hand still covering your mouth.

Every cell in your body was alight with terror. You struggled as much as you could but you couldn’t get out of this man’s strong grip. Eventually, he entered your bedroom and threw you onto the bed like a ragdoll.

You looked up, seeing his face for the first time and it was someone you recognized. Park Jimin. Suddenly, everything clicked into place. Your pounding heart slowed down and you relaxed. It was finally happening.

When Seokjin had suggested a foursome with two of his closest friends, you were only too eager to agree and so were they. They seemed even more excited about the prospect than you were, if that was even possible. Seokjin had confessed that they’d always had a bit of a crush on you. The four of you talked it out and had a very serious discussion about how things were going to happen. You all talked about your kinks, boundaries, limits, safe words, and everything in between.

You had agreed to this. The plan was that one or more of them would sneak up on you when you didn’t expect it and grab you and start the scene. This was all planned out, except for when. Truthfully, the discussion had happened a while back now and you’d almost forgotten about it. He truly got you.

“Jimin?” You said breathlessly. You wondered where the others were. Jin and Jungkook were supposed to be here too.

“Keep your mouth shut and take your clothes off,” Jimin said promptly. Anticipating your question he answered you, “I wanted a bit of time alone with you before Jungkook and Jin-hyung got here. They both said that was okay,” he raised his eyebrows at you, seemingly to ask if you had any problem with that. He was giving you a chance to safeword out.

“Okay,” you nodded, as you pulled off your clothes, still on the bed. You made quick work of your skirt and blouse, tossing them onto the floor. In a perfect world, you’d be wearing your favourite red lace set right now, but as it was you were wearing a mismatched white sports bra and blue bikini briefs. Hey, you didn’t know this was going to happen tonight and you just wanted to be comfortable at work. You took them off and tossed them down too.

“Good girl,” Jimin said, his signature smirk lighting up his face. This man was pure walking sex and the worst part about it was that he knew it. “I like it when a slut knows how to follow orders.”

You bit your lip, trying to stop yourself from smiling. You loved how he was talking to you, those words from a man like that had your pussy gushing already.

Jimin didn’t miss a thing though and was quick to call you out. “Oh, you like being my obedient slut?”

“I do.”

“Well, show me how good you can be. Get on your front. Face down, ass up,” he instructed with the authority of a man who’d done this plenty of times. Jimin had a bit of a reputation for sleeping around but you knew he had the kindest, gentlest heart.

You did as you were told, burying your head in the bed. This position was always slightly embarrassing in front of someone new. You buried your face in the bed, not wanting to look at him as he came towards you.

You felt a slight dip in the bed as he climbed on behind you, examining you like a piece of meat. You felt like an object and you liked it. He put his fingers on your already soaked pussy, spreading your wetness around.

“Jesus, you’re this fucking drenched already?” He asked, pushing a finger into your cunt.

It seemed to be a rhetorical question so you didn’t bother to answer, instead relishing in the fact that something was inside you. You writhed a bit, trying to get his finger to hit your sweet spot, when he pulled it out of you as quick as he could.

“I’ve never met such a desperate slut,” he admonished you and you were almost chagrined. Almost.

“I’m sorry, Jimin,” you said, trying your best to look back at him from your position.

He rolled his eyes and sighed. “I should’ve known. Pathetic sluts like you are always so desperate to get something in their pussy.”

Jimin continued, spreading your wetness up and down with his fingers again. “Now tell me, which holes am I allowed to use?”

You’d talked about this extensively of course, but you appreciated that he was asking you again, giving you the chance to change your mind now that you were actually here.

“All of them,” you said, confidently.

“Perfect,” he said, giving your ass an approving smack. “I think I’m gonna start with that pretty mouth of yours. On your knees on the floor, slut. Now.”

You didn’t have to be told twice. Jimin had sat down on the edge of the bed, with his legs wide. You could see the bulge at his crotch. You got between his knees and began to undo his button, sliding his fly down, revealing a pair of black boxer briefs. You were somewhat surprised. Jimin had always struck you as a tighty whitey guy.

“What are you waiting for? I know how bad you want a cock inside you, doesn’t matter where. Now here’s your chance.”

You smiled and kissed the tip of Jimin’s pretty pink erection before proceeding to lick his shaft all the way from the base to the tip. Jimin groaned with obvious arousal and you felt positively giddy. You took him into your mouth properly and began to suck him off, taking him deeper and deeper until he was practically hitting the back of your throat. With your lack of a gag reflex, cock sucking was something you’d always been good at.

“Fuck,” Jimin said above, “That’s good. Jin told me about how good you were with your mouth but damn.”

You were pleased. His moans of pleasure had you dripping onto the hardwood. The fact that you were causing those moans only turned you on more. You wanted to pleasure him. Just as your jaw was getting sore, a certain hitch in his breath made you believe he was close. You redoubled your efforts, bobbing yourself on his cock so he’d cum in your mouth.

Jimin, however, had another idea. He grabbed you by the hair and abruptly pulled you off his cock. You glared up at him, annoyed, but he just smirked down at you.

“I know you’re a cum hungry whore, but not so fast. You haven’t earned it,” he said, while stroking his shaft. “I’m gonna finish all over your face. Make you look nice and pretty for when Jin and Jungkook arrive.”

He did exactly as he said, finishing on your face. His cum hit you right in between the eyebrows, like a perfect bulls-eye. Jimin used his slowly softening cock to spread it around your face, purposely messing up your makeup in the process.

Right on time, you heard people entering the room from the door behind you and you twisted around to see your gorgeous boyfriend, Seokjin, and his equally handsome friend, Jungkook. You could only imagine the mess you looked right now, naked, covered in Jimin’s cum and your own saliva. Your makeup was a mess and probably your hair too.

“Jimin-ah,” Jin said in mock irritation. “You’ve made such a mess of her already.”

“Just breaking her in a bit,” Jimin replied.

“I think she looks great,” Jungkook said, brightly. You made eye contact with him and both of you blushed slightly. You knew him the least, and he was also a few years younger than you so being in this state in front of him was particularly embarrassing.

“Have you been a good little whore for my friend, princess?” Jin asked you, eyeing the fluids on your face, neck, and chest.

“I think so,” you said, glancing over at Jimin.

“She’s been okay,” Jimin said, dismissively and you pouted at his words.

“Hey, none of that,” Jin admonished, as he gripped your chin tightly, forcing you to look up at him. “No pouting.”

“I bet I can get that pout off her face, hyung,” Jungkook said, mischievously. You looked at the bunny-faced boy. “I bet her pussy’s barely been touched. Jimin-hyung is selfish like that. Isn’t that right?”

You nodded, hoping to convey the pathetic desperation you felt. You looked over at Jimin and he scoffed.

Jungkook crouched down to your eye level and took one of your breasts in his hand, rolling the nipple between his fingers, “How about this?” Jungkook proposed, sweetly, “I’ll let you ride me, but you have to promise not to cum, okay? Can you be a good girl and do that?”

“I can,” you said, eagerly, looking up at him and then to Seokjin. There was comfort in having him here.

Jungkook got back up and laid down on the bed, pulling his cock out and giving it a few strokes. You climbed on top of him, taking his erection in your fingers and lining it up with your entrance, before fully sheathing himself inside of you.

Both of you moaned at the same time and slowly you began to bounce on his cock.

“Fuck yes,” Jungkook said, watching your tits bounce as you rode him faster and faster. He reached up to grab them, squeezing tightly as he did so. You slowed down and yelped in pain. Jungkook did it again, grabbing your nipples and pinching them this time. Again, you let out a shriek of pain and pleasure.

Jin walked over and stood beside the two of you, undoing his belt and unzipping his pants. He pulled you by the hair, forcing you to look up at him, “You’re so fucking loud,” he admonished, “Do I have to stick my cock in your mouth to get you to shut the fuck up?”

“I’m sorry,” you said to Jin, insincerely. Truly, the thought of taking Jin in your mouth while Jungkook was in your pussy gave you a heady rush.

“I bet that’s exactly what you want,” Jin said, as if reading your mind. He knew you too well at this point. “How about I make you lick my balls instead?”

You opened your mouth wide and stuck your tongue out, letting him place them on your tongue. You licked them as best you could, while looking up at him.

“I’m gonna need you to do better than that, slut,” Jin said, and you took the opportunity to take his balls in your mouth completely, still massaging them with your tongue. “That’s better. That shut you up didn’t it?”

You said nothing, because it wasn’t as though you could, you could barely even breathe. You just moaned with him in your mouth. A few seconds later, he removed himself so you could finally get a lungful of oxygen.

Jin let you take a few gulps of air before sticking his cock in your mouth, he pushed himself straight to the back of your throat, knowing you could take it. Jungkook was thrusting up underneath and having two cocks inside of you at once was an amazing feeling.

Just then you felt someone behind you, obviously Jimin. He pushed you down slightly, and you felt him spread your ass cheeks apart with his hands. “Guess I’ll use the one hole you have left,” he said, “Lucky me.”

You felt him spread the warm lube on your asshole, and then push one finger in, pumping it a few times. He removed it and you heard him rip open a condom packet, and roll it over his hard erection. He put the tip of his cock right on your rear entrance and he pushed in slowly, giving you time to adjust to his thickness. Once he was all the way in he stilled inside you, “You love having three cocks inside of you, don’t you, you dirty whore?”

You moaned with Seokjin’s cock in your mouth, your eyes rolling back. Jimin began pounding into your ass while Jungkook was doing the same to your pussy. Seokjin was straight up fucking your throat. The gagging sounds you were making were obscene. You truly felt like you were their little fucktoy, to be used as they pleased.

As they continued hammering away at all your holes, you felt your orgasm rushing up on you. You couldn’t have stopped it if you tried. You came all over Jungkook’s cock, shrieking around Seokjin’s and getting pounded by Jimin’s.

As soon as you came, Seokjin pulled himself out of your mouth, and gave you a smack across your face.

“Didn’t Jungkook tell you not to cum, you pathetic fucking slut?”

Before you could answer, Seokjin slapped you across the face again, while Jimin slapped your ass.

“Useless whore can’t even follow simple instructions,” Jimin said while pulling out of you.

“Get off Jungkook’s dick and clean up your mess, slut. Lick all your filthy cum off of it,” Jin said, harshly and you complied without complaint. You got up off of Jungkook on your shaky knees and moved back, then leaned down and began cleaning up his cock with your tongue, your face burning slightly with embarrassment.

“That’s right,” Jungkook said, with a mischievous smile on his face, as he watched you licking him up. You were meticulous in your duty, licking every morsel of cum off of him. Once you were done, you sat up and looked around at the men shyly.

“Good girl,” Jungkook said, and you blushed at the praise. “But you still need to be punished. I think since you wanted to cum so badly, you should cum over and over again.”

Right when he said that, Jimin grabbed you and pushed you down on your back on the bed, holding your arms down so you couldn’t use them. Jungkook then grabbed your thighs and forced them apart, holding them open. Evidently, they had discussed this particular punishment in advance, since Jin appeared holding what you recognized as your own vibrator.

“No!” You protested, struggling against the strength of the two handsome men who were holding you down, but it was no use.

“Disobedient whores get punished,” Jimin said, simply. He grabbed both of your wrists in one hand, holding them together over your head. With this free hand, he reached down and gave your pussy a harsh smack.

You screamed and tried to bring your legs together, but Jungkook easily kept them apart, keeping your wet cunt exposed for all of them. Jimin gave your pussy another smack, and then another, until you were sobbing out an apology.

“I’m s-sorry,” you said, with tears running down your temples and into your hair, “I’m so sorry, please stop.”

Jimin pinched your clitoris between this thumb and his forefinger, “Who the fuck said you were allowed to tell us to stop? Hmm? Don’t you know you’re our fucktoy? We decide when this is over.” That wasn’t technically true, of course, you could safeword out anytime but what he was saying had you gushing.

“Yes, you’re r-right, I’m sorry,” you cried, and Jimin let go of your clit, finally giving you some relief.

Jungkook was still holding your legs apart. He was staring at your drenched pussy when he had an idea.

“Instead, how about Jimin-hyung and I fuck this pussy together?” He asked, his eyebrows raised.

You felt a mixture of fear and arousal at the thought of it. Could you take them both? Jungkook’s cock was thinner, but it was long, whereas Jimin’s was shorter but thick. The thought of them both pounding your pussy excited you like crazy.

You looked up at Jin, wondering if he’d protest but he just smiled instead.

“Go ahead. That’s what whores are for. We’re not done here until we’ve properly abused all your holes. They can both take your pussy and then later I can fill that dirty cunt until it’s leaking out all of our cum.”

You shiver at his words, eyeing him sensually but also making sure to give him your soft and obedient eyes he loved so much. A soft hand brushes over your cheek, your attention quickly turns to Jimin who demands your attention while biting his lower lip. “I’m going to need you to sit on Jungkook’s cock facing the opposite wall and then I want you to lay back onto his chest while he sits back on the pillows. Do you think your pretty pussy can take the stretch? Hm?”

Wanting nothing more than to please them all, you nod without hesitation and do exactly as he’s asked without missing a beat. Jungkook had been eagerly waiting the entire time, eyes glazed over and sense heightened from the smell of sex in the air. As he makes himself comfortable, you feel exposed while Jimin and Jin run their hand over their cocks slowly. You can tell they’re hurting, their red and weeping tips making you hungry.

Jungkook’s hands on your hips draw your attention and looking back at him you see his eyes are totally focused on your ass and nothing else. You get into place and straddle him all the while looking right into Jimin’s eyes. “Like this?,” you tease earning a low warning growl from him. You turn away from his intimidating glare letting Jungkook line himself up to your slit before pulling you down. He doesn’t wait until you’ve caught your breath, already on his second stroke when Jimin makes his appearance.

“Now lay back.” Jimin pushes on your chest softly and Jungkook’s hand supports your back. Soft kisses are placed over your shoulder from the man whose length is still buried deep inside of you, and you adjust your legs so they are not stretching in an uncomfortable way. Jungkook’s lips distract you, nosing along your jawline and ear lobe distracting from the fact that Jimin is crawling up the bed between your thighs. When he presses the head of his cock onto your clit you jolt. You start to wonder if you really could do this, if your body was able to take two men at once. “I think I’m going to need help,” you whimper, alerting Jin. He locks eyes with Jimin and with unsaid words Jimin already knows what to do. He licks two of his fingers and brings them down to the hood of your pussy where he begins to rub it in slow circles. At the same time Jungkook moves once again and the squelching sounds you hear in this position are embarrassing. You’re so lost in the feeling that when Jimin slips in a finger to join Jungkook’s dick you squeal.

“Hush, whore. I know you can take this. Right? You want to be our good girl, don't you?”

The truth was you wanted nothing more than to be used like the horny little bitch you were, and if that meant being stretched by two cocks, so be it. You feel his finger finesse your opening, your arousal making it easy for him to slip in an entire finger. Jin’s cock was quite large and girthy so this wasn’t too bad. But when he slips in another you have to bite your lip to hold back your cry. You can feel this like nothing else, your tears slipping down and lip bleeding from the new feeling. The men immediately detect this, rushing to ease your pain. Jimin kisses you slow and deep while Jungkook massages your nipples. Just when you think you’re about to throw in the towel you hear Jin’s voice low and gravelly voice in your ear.

“If you can do this for me, I’d be so pleased with you. I can already tell your cunt wants it. Look how your body responds, how your nipples pebble and cum coats Jungkook’s dick. I bet you could take three cocks, couldn’t you, princess?”

It’s all you need, his praises urging you to widen your legs and relax your hole. Jimin senses this, his second finger now fully fitting inside of you. The burn is insane, but you’re so turned on by the fact that your boyfriend loves it you can’t help but to want to please him. “That’s a good girl,” Jungkook whispers along the shell of your ear, his tongue and teeth biting the flesh while his hips begin their torturous rhythm once again. You can feel Jimin’s thick fingers rub against you while you’re being thrust into and suddenly it’s not enough.

“P-please. I need more. I want more. Fuck me like your dirty cocksleeve. PLEASE!”

A wicked grin appears on Jimin’s face and not needing more permission, he puts the head of his cock at your entrance and leans forward. One hand holding him up, he kisses you deep, shoving his tongue so far inside your mouth you almost gag. In this exact moment, Jimin pushes the head down and slides it into you at a slow, excruciating pace. The feeling is too much and even Jungkook groans behind you. Jimin swallows your cries as he feels himself getting deeper and deeper.

You pull away from his kiss, a guttural cry escaping you. You have never felt so full and it aches just as much as it feels incredible. The three of you are motionless for at least two minutes until Jimin’s tongue on your neck brings you back to reality. He makes a move to pull back and the three of you moan.

“Fuck, baby. You’re doing so good.” Jin rewards you with his words, his cock so thick in his hand he could cum at just the sound of your voice. He’s holding on to his last thread of sanity while watching his best girl get ruined by his two friends. He’s never seen anything sexier in his life. The palm of his hand is soaked and he chuckles under his breath at how easily he’s coming undone. He doesn’t remember the last time he lost his composure so quickly.

Jimin and Jungkook have already gathered their stride. You’re sandwiched between them, a pathetic sobbing mess with drool falling out of your mouth, the feel of two cocks destroying your needy pussy. It amazes you how quickly you’ve adjusted and are taking them both without so much as a complaint. “That’s a good girl, so sloppy...f-fuck…”

Jimin is losing his mind, your fucked out face making him want to go faster. Jungkook behind you lays with his eyes closed, his hands busy on your breasts. He barely had to move, his older friend’s hips doing the work for him. You feel amazing on his body, your hands reaching up and back, fingers buried in his locks while begging him to fuck you. He was in heaven.

“Jimin, I bet this baby would love it if you spit on her mouth. She’s already drooling all over my chest. Let’s give her a taste of her own medicine.”

Before Jimin even demands it, you open your mouth, tongue hanging out like a filthy prostitute. You loved every minute of it. Jimin isn’t so kind when he sees your shamelessness. His hand comes up to squeeze your jaw and it actually makes you panic for a moment. When you check to see if you’ve upset him, his eyes make you cower in fear. He leans right up to your face and opens his mouth, his tongue against your bottom lip as his spit falls freely into your own. The warm liquid seeps down your tongue and into your throat. When you go to swallow, he sharply thrusts and you choke.

“See that, Kook? This bitch doesn't play nice. I think she needs to be taught a lesson.” Jimin’s hips start an unforgiving pace, while Jungkook holds your head back by the hair. The tug feels good against your scalp as do the countless sensations you’re being assaulted with. A bite on your shoulder has you reeling, your legs shaking with the way your orgasm is so close. They never said whether or not you could cum and you become hesitant to release.

“Can I...can I c-cummm? Please?” You’re begging now, unashamed and desperate. “No.” comes the voice of your boyfriend from somewhere in the room. At this point you don’t even know where he is or what he’s doing but you can’t focus on that now. You almost yell back and demand to cum, wanting to complain that he’s being unfair because honestly you really weren’t going to be able to hold it back even if you tried. And then you do, the force of it so powerful it rocks your body. You shake uncontrollably while the men above and below you follow right behind, and you feel it. You can feel every ounce of semen filling you, the gush unlike anything you’ve ever felt before.

If you thought Seokjin would give you any kind of reprieve after the assault on your pussy at the hands of his younger friends, you were wrong. You had barely had a chance to get your bearings together when your boyfriend commands the boys to remove themselves from you and leave. It was only you and him now. As you lie on the bed, face flushed and sweaty, he makes his way up the bed and between your legs. He sits back and watches you catch your breath admiring the way your breasts move up and down with the action. You’ve never looked more stunning. He can see the semen leaking out of your holes, the image making him even more hungry than before. Watching you get fucked by his friends had been pleasurable and erotic, but when you all came together, he almost lost his own control. Swiping a finger over your swollen and sensitive cunt, he brings the dirty finger up to his mouth and kitten licks over the cum.

“You’ve done such a wonderful job, baby. I am so very proud of you. Do you know what would make me even prouder?”

Barely able to talk, you watch him silently, the last of your strength stolen from you with the orgasm you had moments ago. It was obvious what he meant, the tent in his pants and lust in his eyes giving you all the proof. “Jin, I don’t think I ca-”

“You can, and you will. Now open up this greedy hole. This is my pussy and although I was nice enough to share it, I get to ruin it last. You’re going to be the best girl for me, I just know it. Let Jinnie push his cum deep inside of you...feel my cock bulging from your stomach...you’d love it, being my dirty bitch...wouldn’t you, baby?”

Whatever argument you thought you would present was completely overridden by the determined look in his eyes. Before you can protest, he turns you on your belly and lifts your hips up off the mattress. The position he places you in causes the cum inside of you to leak out drawing a sharp hiss from Jin. “Fuck, this looks even better. Let me fill you up more, baby. I wonder...if you got pregnant...who do you think the father would be?”

He chuckles sadistically as he presses your neck down harshly. You don’t feel much since your body is already spent, so when he presses himself into you and thrusts forward, you almost scream at the intrusion. Impossibly, you felt fuller, the added girth of your lover’s dick sloshing around the semen inside of you causing the sound to be heard loud and clear in the air. He wasn’t being your soft Jin, no, he was fucking you like a dirty, cheap, whore, and the more you thought on it, the tighter you squeezed.

“Shit, baby. This turns you on, huh? Fucked by three dicks and your sloppy pussy is still begging for more?”

He continues to onslaught without stuttering and you wonder how he had so much self-control when he had obviously been turned on prior to taking you. Already so close to orgams, you whimper out in oversensitivity when his fingers come around to run your clit. His touch lingers somewhere between pain and pleasure, so you roll your hips back against him, the slapping of the back of your thighs against his pelvis getting you even closer to the edge. His forceful thrusts jolt your body forward making it hard to keep your chest off the bed. You fall forward completely and Jin follows, the weight of his body welcome. He doesn’t stop drilling himself into you determined to cum at the same time as you do.

“Tell me you’re close, baby, I can feel you sucking me in. You ready for my cum, slut? Hm?”

“Yes! Fuck! God, yes… I want it… I want it!”

Grabbing your ass, Jin spreads you wide and gets up on his knees, his relentless pace ripping cries from your lips. You’re drooling all over the sheets below you, your lower back already in pain from the flexed position you’re in, but it all feels so good and all you can focus on is the orgasm hovering within your grasp.

“Then fucking cum, whore and take my cum. Wanna feel this dirty pussy milk my cock….”

His word held a command you couldn't explain and like the obedient slut you are, you cum. When you feel him swell and release along with you, a guttural cry escapes you, body convulsing with several orgasms. You’d been used so many times that the oversensitivity made this so much more intense. You feel when he releases inside of you, the grip he had on your hips ensuring you didn’t pull away as he coated every inch of your spent hole. After a few more thrusts you begin to feel the hot semen sliding out of you and onto your inner thigh. When Jin had finished, he fell to the side of the bed allowing you to also fall down on your belly. Your entire body felt like a heavy weight and your arms felt like noodles. There was no way you’d be able to get up and clean yourself up so you were glad when Jimin poked his head back inside.

“Sounds like this poor baby needs to be loved.”

You looked at him as he made his way over to your naked, exhausted body, a damp washcloth in his hand. As he reached out, about to wipe up the mess that was all over you, really, you recoiled slightly.

Jimin froze, a smirk threatening to break out on his lips, “You’re not feeling shy now are you? After all that?”

You realised how silly you were being and shook your head, relaxing and allowing Jimin to use the warm cloth to clean you up as best he could. He was surprisingly gentle and you appreciated the fact that he was being so sweet with you now that everything was over.

“You don’t need to do this,” you said softly, your eyes closing despite themselves, the lull of sleep so close to overtaking you.

“Of course I do,” Jimin replied, simply.

Jungkook bounded back into the room just then, holding a glass of water for you. As tired as you were, you hadn’t realised you were also extremely thirsty. You sat up and took the glass from his hand, drinking half of it in a few gulps.

“Thanks,” you said, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand when you were done. Jungkook looked pleased with himself and gave Jimin a look. It seemed the younger boy was competitive about this as well.

You laid back down and Seokjin pulled you close to him, giving you a kiss on the temple.

“Are you alright?” He asked. The concern in his voice was endearing, considering how he’d been talking to you for the past couple hours.

“Yeah I’m good,” you replied, snuggling into his broad chest, the place where you felt safest.

“Good,” he said.

“Good enough to do it again sometime,” you mumbled into his chest.

Seokjin bit back a laugh, “Damn, I didn’t know you were so greedy,” you heard, right as you fell asleep.

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bts-hyperfixation · 2 years

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Kinktober Day 5

Jimin - Orgasm Denial

Brief abandonment after sex, Orgasm denial, Toys, Oral, Fingering, Female Sub

DISCLAIMER - DO NOT leave your sub alone after a scene. Especially not tied up. If anyone leaves you alone like this make sure to recover boundaries and have an open conversation. THIS IS NOT OKAY.

"Tell me how much you love me, baby."

The blonde man taunts you, leaning in close as he holds a vibrator to your clit. The subtle vibrations are just enough to have you panting without really doing anything for you. Every now and again he drags the metal tip around your hood switching up the stimulation. You want to answer him. To please him. Though it's difficult to get the words out around the ring gag secured to your face. You try your hardest, instead producing a spluttering groan in their place.

Jimin pouts, feigning hurt as he waits for you to answer him properly. Slowly he pulls the clit stim away from your body, taking away your orgasm for the third time. You try to follow his hand but the restraints on your arms keep you trapped in place.

"All the things I do for you, and you can't even tell me you love me? Aw baby, you'll give me a complex." He sighs dramatically.

Tossing the bullet across the bed, Jimin continues. "Surely you can prove to me how much you want me, words aren't the only way to say it. After all, I thought I'd taught you that by now, pretty."

He pinches your chin between his finger and thumb and makes you focus on his eyes.

You try desperately to focus on maintaining eye contact, willing him to understand how you feel while still mourning the loss of your orgasm. He just rolls his eyes and lets you go, head landing with a soft thud against the pillow.

"Maybe I should just give you what it is that you so desperately want. Maybe that's the only thing you see me as good for."

You moan in protest but he just ignores you. Instead, Jimin shuffles down the bed, placing a hand on each of your thighs and prizing them apart so he could fit snugly in between them. He nudges at your clit with his bottom lip before gently kitten-licking under the hood. You twitch as he takes the sensitive bud into his mouth sucking harshly, before releasing and returning to small licks, just enough to keep you hovering on the edge of the feeling you crave.

He keeps you balanced precariously on the edge for what feels like an eternity. Eventually, his cold fingers appear at your entrance, playing with the excess slick, pushing it towards your clit and soaking the bottom half of his face. His pointer finger teases, threatening to push in deeper, to find that spot inside you that would make it all too much and have you coming completely undone.

You whine as, once again, Jimin pulls away. You watch as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.

"I don't think I feel like giving you what you want right now baby." He shrugs and clambers off the bed, leaving you cold and confused.

"You wouldn't give me what I wanted after all." With that, he opens the door to your bedroom and leaves you there. You cry out around the gag, but still, the idol doesn't return to you.

You bring your legs into yourself as best you can, attempting to self-soothe just a little.

It feels like forever by the time Jimin comes back, juice and fluffy blanket in hand.

"You did so well for me, my love. You're so amazing. I love you so much, baby." He coos at you as he takes away the gag and moves to untie you. You sniffle a bit and rub the marks on your wrist.

"Is everything okay baby? Did I hurt you? Was it too much?" Jimin wraps the blanket around you and pulls you close, rocking you back and forth in his arms.

You stay quiet for a moment, assessing how you really feel now the moment has passed and he waits patiently for your reply. He caresses your hair, brushing the flyaways out of your eyes.

"You know I love you right?" You finally answer him, relishing the feeling of the words on your tongue.

"Of course I do, and I hope you know I love you more than anything in this world too." Jimin nuzzles into your neck. "Now did you want to finish your orgasm or do you want to go for a nice warm bath?"

You consider your options briefly. "Can I have my orgasm in the bath?"

"You can have anything you want, baby."

Masterlist

#bts fic #bts smut #kpop smut #bts imagines #kpop fic #jimin smut #jimin imagine #jimin scenario #jimin fic #dom bts #dom jimin #kpop kinktober #kinktober 22 #bts kinktober

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mrs-monaghan · 7 months

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Hi Shaz,

Just to remind my ask :

I was wondering if you can make a thread ( i don't think it's the right word, but... anyway) about Jimin being assertive/showing possessiveness toward JK. We know JK is the louder one, but i like it when JM claims what's his. (The most recent ones if possible).

Kiss!

I haven't. Forgotten. I just have alot of asks and so those that need receipts have to wait until I have time to do them. Like yours. Patience... please. The first moment on this clip is a dom Jimin moment. This should tide you over till I'm ready for your post 😁😁

#dom Jimin #ask shaz #bts ask #jikook #kookmin #minkook #jimin and jungkook

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rainbowsuitcase · 1 year

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Taekook X dom Jimin

smut

Jimin loves to tie his subs Taehyung and Jungkook together and stuff them with a double dildo. Sometimes it’s a reward - he touches them, kisses them, strokes their cocks and tells them all about how good they’ve been while letting them pleasure each other - but he really likes it as a punishment.

It’s simple. They can’t come until they’ve earned his touch and to do that, they have to show him how desperate they are. And out of the two of them, Taehyung is definitely the bigger brat and never hesitates to work his hips enough to jostle Jungkook's end of the dildo too.

Jungkook is the more sensitive one. He always starts begging so quickly, tears in his eyes as he tries to keep kissing Taehyung the way Jimin has instructed them to. He can’t help but start moving his hips against Taehyung's and soon the two subs are just a desperate mess, needy and writhing on the bed.

Jimin always, always waits until Taehyung starts begging too. Taehyung knows it, but he loves teasing their poor baby too and so he always, always holds off until Jungook starts begging him.

“Tae hyung, please, please,” Kookie whines, teary eyed, and Taehyung shifts his hips again to make him sob once more.

Only then does he turn his puppy eyes at Jimin and whine, "Jiminie, please" and only then does Jimin reach for them and wrap his hands around their cocks. Only then, as Jungkook sobs with relief and Tae moans with pleasure, does he make them come.

#bit #smut #dom jimin #taekook #vkook #vminkook #sub taehyung #sub jungkook #toys #bts smut #jungkook smut #taehyung smut #jimin smut #bts fic #bts drabble

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mysinsforbts · 1 year

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Jimin baby I be feeling the last few days like I need you to fuck me till I can't move or walk please can you i know you're busy a lot but please daddy jimin I need this

"What a needy other half I have~",

a chuckle left jimin's mouth, walking towards you. Slowly, step by step. What an intimidating sight. As he continued to speak the look in his eyes got darker,

"Don't worry daddy is never to busy to ruin his precious babe! Actually it has been on my mind for a while now.. seeing you..",

jimin paused, now standing infront of you. A hand gently lifting your chin up. Biting his lip at the sight infront of him,

"with your eyes rolled back, your mouth drooling..",

he continued to speak as he caressed his thumb over your lips,

"the only thing you can say is my name and your legs are shaking! What a truly stunning sight that would be! Soo~ Do you want to do it now? Right here?~",

jimin had leaned down to ear, whispering with a seductive voice. You two were at home, yet it felt like you were in public, hiding an embarrassing secret. Jimin's effect on you was really something huh?~

(Sorry about the ending jjdjf )

#bts smut #park jimin smut #bts jimin smut #jimin smut #kpop smut #bts asks #bts ask #bts reactions #bts imagines #park jimin reactions #bts jimin imagines #jimin reaction #park jimin imagine #jimin imagine #dom jimin #daddy jimin #sinask

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derireo-galge · 6 months

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Yours Just Like You're Mine | 3,7k | yoonmin✍🏼

Just one evening in Yoongi and Jimin's life when their schedule allows.

[ spanking, flogging, bondage, established relationship, canon compliant, hyung kink, aftercare ]

All Jimin wanted to do was to collapse into bed and not move for a couple of days.

His limbs were aching and his abdomen pleasantly sore.

They worked so hard and well for three shows and now it was finally the time to rest really well too. He was still processing the emotions he felt after finally reuniting with those who he cared so much about.

He showered thoroughly and tended to his face, looking in the bathroom mirror. His lips were tinted red from biting and breathing hard. He was slathering his shoulders with his favourite body lotion when he suddenly realised, he wasn’t jittery from the concert adrenaline anymore but because he was feeling a bit horny.

Still rubbing in the remnants of the lotion into his arms he walked up to the chest of drawers. He contemplated for a while.

He didn’t make any plans other than resting in his room. Therefore it was highly unlikely someone would bother him right now.

His beloved hyung included.

His sweet Suga-hyung made a quick escape to a studio even though he was surely knackered too. So it was Jimin-time right now.

He loved playing with himself - his hubby would know all about that - and he was usually very meticulous about it.

Jimin loved toys and dressing up, loved building up tension and edging when he had time to do everything properly. He could be at it for hours.

He opened the top drawer where he kept all of his tights and lingerie.

He chose a simple pair of black fishnet hold ups and sat on the side of the bed that was closer to a tall mirror. J!min took his time carefully putting the stockings on, already feeling excited about the feeling they gave him.

He adored the way the fabric was hugging his muscular thighs and calves.

He stretched his tired limbs and glanced in the mirror. He had a faint blush on his cheeks, maybe from the hot shower or maybe he was starting to get all hot and bothered.

He moved to the centre of the bed and sat there facing the mirror.

He looked at himself in the reflection, slowly moving his hands up and down his thighs. He grazed his hipbones with his nails and his breath hitched.

If he closed his eyes he could easily imagine his hyung biting on them, licking along his v-line.

Jimin slowly spread his legs and proceeded touching his inner thighs purposely avoiding his hardening cock. He was getting lost in building tension and fantasies rushing through his mind when suddenly he heard a knock on the door that had him stop what he was doing.

- Jimin-ah, you there? - he heard Yoongi’s voice loud and clear, - Can I come in? Jimin gulped and asked:

- Are you alone there, hyung?

- Yeah? - It seemed like his hyung was either amused or curious.

- You can come in then, - he decided not to turn around and continued to touch his legs sensually, looking at himself and his beloved in the mirror.

The door opened with a quiet sound and he added:

- Just lock the door behind you, okay?

His voice turned soft, with a hint of sweetness.

Yoongi walked in and locked the door with his eyes still stuck on the scene right before him. He slowly approached the bed, kneeled among the ruffled covers and asked in a low tone:

- What are you up to here, Min-ah?

His hand went up to Jimin’s hair to tuck a lock behind his ear. Jimin could see his hyung pause looking at his crescent.

He felt hot steady breaths on his nape and it made goosebumps raise on his arms.

- Can I? - the elder whispered.

- Yeah, - Jimin nodded and closed his eyes.

He almost moaned in pleasure as Yoongi's lips travelled from his neck further down to his shoulders, painting them with sweet little kisses.

He could feel his beloved tasting his skin with kittenish licks. He wanted hyung to touch him everywhere, squeezing all his curves with strong hands, press skin to skin and hug with those big arms.

But it seemed like he was content just to lightly kiss his shoulder blades and run his hands through the younger’s hair. When he was almost ready to combust, Yoongi rose up from the bed and walked around it to have a better look of his baby.

- Look at you, all gorgeous and pretty, - he rasped sensually, unbuttoning his own jeans.

Jimin blushed harder from the attention but didn’t stop the movement of his hands that were now lazily cupping his balls and fully erect cock.

He could see the outline of Yoongi's length hidden only by the fabric of his boxers, after he took his jeans off, kicking them aside. Yoongi caressed the dancer's legs slowly, enjoying the feeling of fishnet and soft warm skin under his fingertips.

The black ones suited him really well. Just like literally everything he owned.

Yoongi felt giddy with excitement. - Let me look at your feet, - he asked and Jimin gladly raised his legs, leaning on his hands, and stretched his feet towards his hyung’s hands.

He felt long fingers press his soles and pull the stockings a bit just to release after a second. The younger reached Yoong!’s cock with his stocking clad feet and demanded:

- Take them off now, please?

Yoongi chuckled.

- Minnie wants to play? - he smirked taking his underwear off slowly and putting his hands behind his back like a good boy.

Jimin loved that.

- Uh-huh, - Jimin curled and uncurled his toes and heard a quiet gasp.

He dragged his feet carefully along the length of his lover’s cock, feeling it harden more and more as the time passed.

His movements were precised and practiced. He was loving the feeling of hardness under his delicate feet and his lover's quiet grunts were music to his ears.

He was getting more and more wound up and his neglected cock was starting to throb.

He tried rubbing his thighs together but it didn't make much difference.

- Need some help, baby? - Yoongi asked, gently taking Jimin’s feet in his hands and lowering them on the bed, - Just show me what you want, it’s all yours.

Jimin sighed and made a grabbing motion with his hands.

Yoongi felt relieved when their lips met in a hot passionate kiss. He sucked on the younger’s plush lips, eating up his little moans.

His pretty lover got out of the kiss with a wet pop and moved to lower himself bent over the edge of the bed. A quick look to the side told Yoongi that he could still partially see himself in that mirror that they both loved so much.

- Okay sweetling,- he said softly, moving to kneel right behind him.

They had all the time in the world to explore many things they liked and they both knew what made each other tick.

- Play with yourself for me, Minnie but try not to come just yet. - He said quietly but firmly.

- Yes, hyung, - Jimin answered and immediately put two fingers inside his mouth, generously coating them with saliva.

- Ah, - He moaned as Yoongi landed a slap on his asscheek.

It wasn't very painful but combined with the fact that he looked at himself while being spanked really did it for him.

He touched the head of his cock with wet fingers and moved them in circles as the elder landed more and more strikes on his reddening bottom. He sucked on the fingers of his other hand that went to tease and pull on the nipples,igniting hot sparks in his lower abdomen.

Jimin was edging himself carefully while his hyung kneaded and spread his cheeks to lick his rim and generously spit on it. He could see them in the mirror and their debauched look was only turning him on more.

- Ah, hyung, - it was getting a bit too much for him, - Wanna come!

- Keep stroking yourself, pretty. - he said and tightened the hold on his hips.

Yoongi started licking his hole more intensely, thrusting inside with his skillful tongue and making obscene noises.

He licked a fat stripe upwards, gently sucking on his balls and continued to push and prod inside like he was born to do it. He was practically fucking him with his tongue, carefully adding a finger to a tight heat.

After that it didn’t take long for Jimin to come with a string of short moans filling the room and painting the sheets white.

Soon everything could be heard was their quickened breaths.

- Come here now, love, - Jimin said turning around and pulling his hyung to lie on top of him.

- Mm, you sure? - asked Yoongi, eagerly sucking on his defined collarbones and puffy chest. - Colour?

- Ngh.. green, - Jimin moaned, - Please, hyung.

Yoongi grabbed the backs of his thighs and pushed them up.

Grabbing the lube from the bedside table, he coated his fingers generously and set to prepare his lover.

Jimin was a gasping and moaning mess from oversensitivity but his hyung knew just how much he liked it. His Minnie loved to be pushed to his limits again and again.

Soon Yoongi’s three fingers were carefully moving inside and out, slowly stretching velvety walls while he was helping Jim!n hold his bent legs up. When he saw his love nodding again he gently guided him to wrap his legs around his waist.

- Ready? - He landed a kiss on his spit slicked lips and saw Jimin nod again.

He wanted to ask one more time, just to be sure.

- Ruin me, hyung, - he whispered lifting a corner of his lips teasingly, smirking like a cat that got the cream.

Yoongi had a rather good self-control but he felt like he could cry in relief as he bottomed out. The first few thrusts were slow but then he felt soft heels tapping his lower back impatiently and got the message.

Jimin might have looked fucked out but he was in total control and never let his hyung forget it. That’s exactly why this menace was driving him insane.

Made him want to kiss his feet and have a sparring match the very next second.

Made his heart beat faster. Yoongi fastened the pace of his thrusts, making them deep and fast bottoming out and long dragging back.

He enjoyed the tiny mewls coming out of his lover’s lips that only spurred him on moving faster and rougher. His knuckes were white with how strong he was holding on to a perfectly sculpted body trapped underneath him.

- Mnn...AH! - Jimin moaned especially loud and Yoongi saw his cock leaking white all over his tummy, the clear evidence of his second orgasm.

Yoongi sped up some more and soon filled the tight heat with his cum, leaning on elbows and almost cradling his lover beneath.

For a while he couldn't stop kissing those puffy lips and nose and all his face. He then put their sweaty foreheads together and for the time being they just stayed like this, in the same space, mingling their breath, looking at each other’s sated faces, pulling little smiles out of each other.

They could enjoy this time of peace to the fullest.

~end

#ai-ee au #ai-ee au vers yoonmin #bts au fic #bts fanfction #yoonmin #yoonmin au #dom jimin #switch yoonmin #sub yoongi

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lilprincegoo · 1 year

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The one with dom Jeongguk (but not really) by ggukkiebaby

jimin/taehyung/jungkook

jungkook-cetric

Threesome - M/M/M, Dom/sub, Dom Park Jimin (BTS), Sub Kim Taehyung | V, Sub Jeon Jungkook, jungkook tries to be a dom, Praise Kink, Aftercare, No Aftercare, but they don't realise he needs it, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Under-negotiated Kink, under negotiated bdsm

9.6k words

rating: E

He just doesn’t get it. Why does he have to take charge? Why is he the one who needs to look after the other? Why can’t he lose himself like he wants to; succumb to the overwhelming urge to submit; to drown himself and let somebody else pull him back to the surface, simply because he doesn’t want to do it himself? Why can Taehyung do that, and not him? Or, Vmin think Jeongguk is a dom (He isn't)

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yumekosslut · 2 years

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𝐈𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄

dynamic: bratty top yoongi x power bottom jimin

CW: car sex, best friends to lovers/fuck buddies, oral (yoongi receiving), anal penetration (jimin receiving), hands restrained with belt, forced begging, teasing, degredation (yoongi receiving), anal creampie, dumbification, denial, fluff at the end, they become a couple

word count: 1.5k

A/N: i am an army but i don’t ship them. this was a request from my friend and my very first post! why’d she have to make my first full smutfic a bts ship tho👊😔. but oh well. here we go…

NSFW UNDER THE CUT!!

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The screeching of tires meets Yoongi’s ears.

“Hyung, get in!” Jimin’s voice rings loud and clear above the engine of his bright red sports car. Yoongi opens the door and climbs into the passenger seat.

He looks at Jimin for a moment. His bright, sweet eyes and a perfect nose, balanced with soft, supple lips. He was beautiful.

“Um, Hyung? Hyung? EARTH TO YOONGI!” Yoongi is shaken from his thoughts of admiration and blinks back into reality.

“Oh, sorry.” Yoongi looks down at his hands. You can’t keep doing this to yourself. He scolds himself in his head. He’s not gay.

But little does he know that Jimin is flustered from his amiable, lingering daze. He was staring at my lips, too…

Yoongi cleared his throat. “What’re you waiting for? Gajah (let’s go)!” And with that, Jimin steps on the gas pedal, speeding off into a day filled with fun between two best friends.

…

After a time filled with laughter, ice cream, and wholesome conversations, they reached the end of the day.

Sipping his ice coffee, Yoongi reaches for the car door handle to shotgun.

“Wait!” Jimin stops him as a puzzled Yoongi looks back at him, expecting an explanation.

Jimin smirks mysteriously, confusing Yoongi even further. “Let’s hang out a little before we go back to the dorm. Get in the back.” Wordlessly, he complied. Jimin followed.

The second both doors closed, the tension between the two was undeniable. They made eye contact for a couple seconds, words exchanged without words. Jimin broke the moment out of shyness and looked down at his hands, fidgeting. Feeling that this was his chance, Yoongi slid closer, their thighs mere centimeters apart. Jimin’s face started to flush as he processed the situation.

Yoongi’s fingers creeped onto Jimin’s thigh - from a light tickle to a deep caress. Slowly, he lifted Jimin’s chin with his fingers. Their eyes met once again. Fueled by his own courage and the nature of the situation, Yoongi leaned in.

The second their lips met, fireworks erupted inside both their hearts. What they’ve been dreaming of for the past couple of years was finally happening. Tongues twisting, dancing in each other’s mouths, feeling and tasting each other. It went from light butterfly kisses to a passionate, heated lip lock, and they kept going and going until it wasn’t enough to satisfy.

Jimin broke the kiss, his forehead touching Yoongi’s while his eyes pierced into his soul. He fumbled his belt off and suddenly grabbed Yoongi’s arms, pinning Yoongi stomach down. He secured his wrists with his belt so he couldn’t move.

“What the actual fuck are you doing?!” Yoongi yells. “I thought we were having a moment! What the fuck?”

Jimin smirks and places his hands on his shoulders, fingers trickling down the shape of his spine. “We were. And we still are.” His hands continue down, and he grips the belt. “I just thought I’d finally do to you what I’ve been fantasizing about for years.” His hands wander down even further, groping Yoongi’s plump bottom with his small hands. He traces the seam of Yoongi’s sweats, touching his hole. Yoongi shivers at the feeling and the eroticism of the situation. He can smell the fear, exhilaration, and curiosity.

He pulls Yoongi upright, so that he’s correctly sitting on the seat in front of him and forced their lips together once again. A hungry, savage kiss filled with more lust than the previous.

As their lips part, Jimin’s eyes dart down to Young’s girthy bulge. A sly look filled with giddy excitement takes over his face, his almond shaped eyes lightening. Immediately, he reaches for the waistline of Yoongi’s sweatpants and pulls down. Looking back up at Yoongi, he starts to rub him through his boxer briefs.

Yoongi starts to make noise, from small gasps and heavy breathing to whines and guttural moans. Jimin pulls his underwear all the way down to reveal his pulsing cock. It twitches as Yoongi thinks about how vulnerable he is, how exposed he is to Jimin - how he could do whatever he wants with him and he wouldn’t be able to stop it - not that he would. Jimin looks up Yoongi’s desperate eyes, and grabs his dick, starting to lick the tip. Yoongi starts to make noise as he feels Jimin’s wet tongue dancing around his length and nearly loses himself when Jimin suddenly deep throats it.

“Ohhhh my god, keep go- ahhhh, just like that. FUCK FUCK FUCK please-“ Yoongi realizes what he just said and stops. Jimin freezes.

“What did you just say?” Jimin asks, a sneaky smile starting to take over his face.

“Nothing, just- just keep going.” Thoughts of self doubt roam through Yoongi’s head. What’s he gonna do? Am I enjoying this? I thought I was a dom! Oh god, out of all words why did I say ‘please’?

Jimin starts sucking again but more ferociously than before. He bobs his head up and down Yoongi’s long dick at an animalistic pace. Looking up while choking on his cock, he sees Yoongi’s face contort with pleasure, deep moans pouring out of him.

“I’m gonna- shit, you’re so good at this! FUCK! I’m gonna cum, I’M GONN-“

Jimin releases his length from his mouth with a satisfying pop. His smug look comes back.

The sound of Yoongi’s exasperation fills the car. He looks down at Jimin with a mixed expression of pleasure and anger.

“Why the fuck did you stop? I was about to cum,” Yoongi complains between breathy pants, a slight whine in his voice.

“Beg.” Jimin gets up and positions himself in Yoongi’s lap, pants and underwear long gone. His own cock, slightly smaller but not exactly little, touches Yoongi’s length.

Yoongi tried to comprehend what he just heard. “What?” Beg? Him, the successful boy band member millionaire, the one and only Agust D? Beg?

“You heard me. Beg for my ass. If you do it well enough I’ll let you have it.” Wiping the saliva from his mouth, Jimin begins to slowly ride Yoongi’s thighs, creating a slight friction between both of their cocks. He swings his hips at a slow, steady pace, enough to make anyone go crazy. Sensitive after the blow job he received, Yoongi’s face twists as he begins to moan again, sounding more desperate than before.

“Fuck no, I’m not gonna- hnnngh, fucking beg. You- oh shit, you’re out of your mind if you think I- hAh, that I’ll actually do tha- fuck, FINE.” Jimin stops moving his hips and looks and Yoongi expectedly.

He turns away out of embarrassment. “P-please,” he says softly. “Please ride my cock.”

Jimin grabs his chin and forces him to look him directly in the eyes. Yoongi’s eyes go wide with surprise.

“Louder.”

Yoongi gulps and raises the volume of his voice. “Please ride my cock.”

Jimin lines himself up with Yoongi’s length and drops down. The sudden engulfment of his cock is too much for Yoongi to handle.

“OHHH SHIT, ughhh, mmmm”

As Jimin lifts himself up and drops down again, he groans in pleasure.

“Fuck, you’re so big, holy shit. What a- ah, slut. Look at you- hnghh, begging for my ass.”

“No, I- aghh, I’m not a- shit- a slut.”

Jimin stops again, which makes Yoongi whine and buck his hips up. But Jimin completely stops and grabs Yoongi’s neck, choking him while clenching down as hard as he can on his cock.

“OH FUCK.” Yoongi has lost grip of reality, the pressure around his entire dick too much for him to handle.

Jimin glares and in a low, dominant tone, he growls, “Admit it. You’re a slut.”

Brainfucked Yoongi doesn’t know what’s happening around him anymore. “Yes ahhh, I’m a, fuuuuck, sluuut for- oh SHIT, you,” he drools all over himself as Jimin continues to slam his hips on Yoongi’s pelvis.

As his best friend’s thick cock fills him up, Jimin reaching his orgasm. “Fuck, yeah, you’re just a, FUCK right there, silly little dildo. I’m just using you for- mmmh, my own satisfaction.”

The humiliating words are what throws Yoongi over the edge. “FUCK I’M CUMMING!” His chest muscles spasm as his creamy sperm fills Jimin’s ass to its limit. Jimin reaches his climax with Yoongi, and his cum paints Yoongi’s sweat stained shirt.

Panting, Jimin stops his movements and leans against Yoongi, staining his own shirt with his seed. He kisses him in the forehead.

“Hyung, will you be my boyfriend?”

Despite the mind blowing orgasm he just had, Yoongi’s eyes light up and fix themselves on Jimin’s.

“I’ve been in love with you for three years now,” Jimin admits. He giggles, suddenly feeling shy. He had just fulfilled the very fantasies that he used to merely jack off to, but now it had finally come to reality. He couldn’t believe he did it.

Yoongi’s gaze drifts from his eyes down to his lips and gives him a kiss. Not just any kiss, one filled with love, passion, and the pure desperation of his feelings for the past years. As their tongues fight and their teeth clash, Jimin gets a message - I’ve been waiting for this my whole life.

As they part for air, Yoongi gives his answer.

“Yes.”

#bangtan #yoonmin #min yoongi #bts suga #min suga #park jimin #bts jimin #bts smut #dom jimin #sub yoongi #bangtan smut #bts #smh #i swear to god #bts gay smut #gay smut

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kkyutiecore · 2 years

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Jeon Jungkook/Park Jimin | PWP (Porn Without Plot) | 4.6 K

Read here.

Public sex

Sex with a stranger

Handjobs and Blowjobs

Soft Dom Park Jimin

Sub Jeon Jungkook

Implied Bottom Park Jimin

Exhibitionism kink

#jikook #jikook au #jikook fic #jikook ao3 #jikook fanfic #sub jungkook #dom jimin #jikook pwp #pwp #bts au #bts fic #bts fanfic #bts ao3 #kookmin au #kookmin fic #kookmin ao3 #kookmin fanfic #kookmin #kkyutiecore

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bangtaninborderland · 5 months

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JIKOOK X READER - TAKE TWO

Summary: You disobey both of your doms, your boyfriends on their only day off, earning a difficult punishment only it goes wrong, leaving all three of you struggling.

Warnings: smut, angst, fluff, misheard safe word, oral, degrading names, mean doms jikook, spanking, hair pulling, choking, face slapping, humiliation, pet play, collars, d/s dynamic, threesome ish??

A/N: I’d had this in my drafts and decided to finish it, what do ya think? Also I’m sorry this was supposed to be all smut but I can’t help giving them angst, there is a happy ending.

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You knew when you got home you would be in trouble, both Jimin and Jungkook had firmly told you that you couldn’t go out tonight, that they both wanted you home so you could enjoy some free time together.

You didn’t listen.

In hindsight, the idea of disobeying both of your boyfriends, your doms, seemed great in the moment but as the taxi edged closer to home you felt both excitement and guilt pool in your stomach.

Realistically you knew that you’d wasted a day of their only free time, both of them having vastly different schedules now due to the solo work meant that it was a rarity for the three of you got to spend time together other than to sleep but you felt neglected, even if you wouldn’t voice it out loud you needed them to pay attention to you and if that meant a little disobedience to push them into punishing you then so be it.

You hadn’t gotten drunk, in fact, you’d chosen an empty corner of the club and sat there all night. Ignoring looks and offers alike.

The taxi pulled up outside the apartment complex and you were sure that the journey went a little faster today. You paid the fare, selfishly dragging out the time it took you to find the exact change.

You opted to take the stairs rather than the elevator, something you slightly regret as you climb to the tenth floor, forehead a little sweaty as you push open the front door.

You knew they were both home, the shoes stacked up at the door informed you of that. You slipped your own off, along with your coat and hung them on their designated hooks. Jimin had punished you more than once for throwing the items on the floor in your excitement to join them with whatever they were doing.

You lightly tread through the apartment, ready to exit up the stairs towards the bedroom when a hand grips your shoulder. “Where do you think you’re going.”

“Kook.” You breathed out, stomach in knots as you spun on your heel to look at him. “I-I was just going to freshen up.”

“Is that what you really want to call me right now?” Jungkook's voice was low. “In the playroom, you know how we expect you.”

“But-“ you started, cut off by a firm grip on your throat.

“I will bend you over right here and make your ass the darkest fucking shade of red.” Jungkook cursed. “Don’t push me right now.”

You nod in response, the second he releases his grip you make your way to the spare room jimin had converted into a playroom. You still felt a in awe every time your foot crossed the threshold, the carpeting that had once covered the floor had been ripped out and replaced with wooden flooring, and washable rugs placed around the room.

The queen-sized bed was against the wall directly in the middle of the room. Draws lined the right wall, they had been filled with a variety of things ranging from toys to collars, to condoms and lube, even a closet in the corner filled with the most delicate outfit, all of which were hand-picked by your dominants. The entire room was a display of just how much they cared for you and loved you.

You stripped down to your panties, folding your clothes and placing them atop the small bedside table. You shifted to your knees, your body faced away from the door, your head down.

The one thing the room lacked was a clock, you hated that more than anything. You had no way to tell just how long they kept you waiting, kept you on the edge, mind overcome by anticipation.

The door was pushed open and you could hear footsteps behind you unfortunately whatever one of your boyfriends it was didn’t speak. You couldn’t ask who it was, not if you didn’t want to face adding to your punishment so you sat there staring at your hands.

A light touch to your neck had you even more puzzled, Jungkook's nails were shorter than Jimin's, and Jimin's fingers were softer than Jungkook's but you couldn’t figure it out. Not until your hair was being tugged pulling your head back giving you a clear view of the perpetrator.

Jimin.

He grinned. “What is my name.”

“Sir,” you answered.

“See.” Jimin clicked his tongue. “Jungkookie thinks you have forgotten how to address us. Is that true?”

“She has Hyung.” You strain against Jimin's grip to search for Jungkook but it’s to no avail. Wherever he is, you can’t see him. “Called me Kook earlier even though the little slut knew she was in trouble.”

“Now Jungkook, let’s not be hasty hm? Let’s give baby a chance to explain herself.” Jimin looked back at you, his eyes holding a familiar darkness.

Regardless of what you say you know he’s going to make your punishment hurt. You opt for silence, eyes focused on his lips.

In his dominance Jimin was powerful. His height, his build, and his physical strength had absolutely nothing to do with it. No, see, Jimin didn’t need to be muscly to be powerful. One look from him had you ready to drop to your knees and beg for forgiveness for whatever transgression you’ve committed. He was harsher than Jungkook, he was a sadist of sorts. He would never hurt you enough to make permanent marks but he revelled in the way he could turn your skin shades of red and purple.

Jungkook was entirely the opposite, he knew the strength he possessed because of his muscles. His form loomed over yours like a predator ready to attack its prey but still, he didn’t need to use his strength, he knew how to punish and play in other ways. He would ask you a question only to slap you whenever you opened your mouth, he would whisper sweet nothings all whilst choking the oxygen out of your lungs.

And you fucking loved it. You loved the way they both knew how to mould your body to their will, how to play off one another to keep you excited, and on the edge.

The only downfall was that they had picked up traits from one another, so much so that at certain times jimin would act more like Jungkook than Jungkook himself did, still, it only fuelled your fun.

“Sir asked you a question.” Jungkook reminded as he came out from behind Jimin.

“I-“ you began to answer before stopping yourself instead of opting to shake your head.

“That’s not much of an answer is it?” Jimin feigned a pout. “Is that a “no I don’t remember.” Or is it more of a “no I haven’t forgotten?”

You looked between Jimin and Jungkook before Jimin released his painful grip on your head, taking a step back as jungkook half crouched to meet your ear. “Did either of us permit you to look at us? You act disobedient and think you have the right to look at us whenever you want. Look at the floor, I don’t want to see you so much as move your head”

You bit back a whine as you focused your eyes on a spot on the floor between your legs.

“Now back to my question.” Jimin was further away now, you couldn’t see where though. “Have you forgotten how to address us?”

You shook your head again, not wanting to risk extending your punishment any further by speaking without permission.

“Speak puppy.” You could hear the smile in Jungkook's voice as he spoke the pet name. “You can talk.”

“I haven’t forgotten Sir.” You respond, still looking at the floor.

“Who am I, baby?” Jungkook asked, his voice low. “What do you call me hm?”

“Master.” You can’t stop the flush of red that graces your face as you mumble the title.

Jimin laughs, his stare is cold. “You say that but your actions prove otherwise, I can’t help but think you’re lying. Kookie, baby, what do I always say about liars?”

“They should be reminded of their place.”

“That’s right, I think we should show her exactly where she belongs and who she belongs to so for the next 24 hours you aren’t going to do anything without either of us permitting you to do so. If you need a break to use the restroom then tap one of us twice, if you’re restrained or we are out of reach then you have permission to tell us verbally but other than that I don’t want to hear you unless you’re told to speak, I want to see you on your knees unless we say otherwise.” Jimin takes a few steps closer, voice softening as he caresses your hair. “If you want to safe word out you can at any moment you can, if you don’t want to go ahead with this tell me now and we can choose alternative punishment.”

“I’m good Sir.” You whisper, leaning into his touch. “Thank you.”

“Have you eaten?” Jimin asks, crouching down so his face is in view.

You had, but not since lunchtime. “I had lunch, nothing else, Sir.”

He hums, thumb brushing over your lips. “Have you drank?”

You shook your head, you really hadn’t. Getting drunk hadn’t been the aim of your disobedience.

“Words darling.” Jungkook reminds.

You so badly want to look at them. “No Sir.”

“Okay, I’ll heat up some food, your master will keep you company.” He presses a quick kiss to your cheek before standing up. “Be good.”

And with that he is gone, leaving you alone with the younger of the pair. “Why did you disobey us?” Jungkook wonders, you hear his footsteps as he walks closer to the bed.

You debate ignoring the question but your doms hated that just as much as they hated lying. “I wanted attention, Master.”

“Little embarrassing, don’t you think? We were so excited to spend the day with you, even had it all planned out, only for you to choose some sleazy club over us.” One thing you learned about Jungkook as a dominant was that his words hurt just as much as his spankings, he never let you shy away from the reality of your words and actions. “You’re lucky we have another free day tomorrow.”

You perk up at that, unable to stop yourself jerking your head up to look at him. “Really?”

He stares at you, as though anticipating your every move. His mouth went from a forced smile to a blank canvas. “No, but now you know how hopeful we felt at the idea of coming home to you only to find the apartment empty. Head down, if I have to tell you again I’ll tie you up here and leave you all alone.”

You looked down immediately, heart heavy and stomach-churning despite the empty threat. You knew neither of them would breach one of your limits and being restrained and alone was one of them.

You hear the sheets shifting as he sits on the bed. “Crawl to Me.”

You don’t hesitate to move, the floor rough against your bare knees.

“You’re going to keep my cock warm until your food is ready.” He explains, unzipping his hands and laying back.

You spring into action, giving his cock tiny kitten licks eventually lifting his shaft to wrap your lips around his balls.

When you’d first become their submissive they had both given you a month of ‘training’, each of them showing you just how to please them. At the end of the month, they decided they would do the same, the four weeks had been spent in a state of overstimulation as they tried out every little thing they could, eventually focusing on what made you most desperate.

Jungkook groans, his hands falling onto the bed. “Fuck puppy.”

The sound only encourages you more, you take the head of his cock into your mouth before letting its length fill your throat. Within a few seconds your nose was brushing against his skin, he gave you a few seconds to adjust before bringing his hand to the back of your head and guiding your movements. You wince a little as his grip tightens when you moan around his cock.

Somehow you get carried away with time, jungkook alternating between having you cock warm him and slowly sliding his length in and out of your mouth. Your lack of a gag reflex came in handy for whenever he wanted to use you like this.

You don’t hear the door open so the sound of Jimin’s voice has you jumping in surprise, reflexes making you pull away from his dick. Jungkook is quick to stop you, hand gripping your neck before you can move away completely. “Relax.”

You go limp on his touch, letting him guide you back down. “It’s a shame you can’t be this good all the time.” He brushes a few strands of hair out of your face, thrusting a few more times before cumming down your throat.

You swallow it as it comes, choking only once as it hits the back of your throat. He pulls you off as soon as he is finished, Jimin already beside you with wipes. “Here.”

You turn your face to him, gaze still on the floor where he has set your dinner tray. It was rare food was ever brought into the playroom, both Jimin and Jungkook being meticulous about the mess it could cause. You let Jimin wipe you clean, you yearned for both praise and reassurance but considering this was a punishment you were sure you’d get none.

When he was done with your face he began putting your hair up, his hands gentle as he brushed out the knots, you let your eyes close for a few seconds before opening them again to watch as the steam flew away from your food. “You can eat now.”

You can’t deny the food looks good, they were both amazing cooks but the lack of utensils has you frowning. You want to ask but the earlier warning speaks to you in your mind, you take another breath before reaching a hand out to pick up a piece of meat only to have your hand smacked down.

“Did I tell you to use your hands?” Jiminn asks, Jungkook still in his previous spot on the bed. “You’re so silly, you can’t even figure this out without help. You’re going to eat like a good puppy, okay?”

You put your hands back on your thighs before bending to lap at the food, you can’t help but want to die from the sheer humiliation of it. You had expected a punishment, you’d expected to be spanked and probably denied a few orgasms but you hadn’t meant to get a punishment this serious, you only wanted their attention.

You lost your appetite fairly quickly but you knew how much pride Jimin took in taking care of those around him so you continued to force bites down, the bitterness of your actions weighing on you heavily, if you had just listened and stayed home this wouldn’t have been happening.

Jungkook's voice pulls you from your thoughts as you force down another mouthful. “You can finish that and then I will shower you, you’ll sleep in the guest room tonight. You didn’t want to be around us all day so I figured one extra night wouldn’t hurt.”

You wanted to argue back, to tell them that wasn’t why but instead you stayed quiet, it hadn’t been a question and you hadn’t been asked to speak. The next 24, now 23 hours were looking very long.

You ate as much as you could before pushing the plate away, being practically naked was never an issue but eating your food practically naked was a humiliating feat and you were sure your doms knew of that, they knew what they were doing.

“We will be back soon, don’t move.” Jungkook picks up your plate, Jimin trailing behind him.

The door closes with a soft click, the silence is deafening. You couldn’t help but wonder what they were talking about, you always wondered what kinds of discussions they had in moments like these, you were sure they had them ‘dom discussions’ you had begun calling them but you’d never been privy to one and probably never would be.

Once again the lack of a clock in the room becomes apparent, not even the simple ticking of a clock to keep you company.

You missed them, you missed them so much that all you could feel was anger towards yourself for your actions, your stupid actions.

You were left alone with your thoughts for a little too long and by the time the duo returned, washed and dressed, you were on the brink of tears.

“Shower time.” Jimin declared, he helped you stand before detracting himself completely, they walked in front of you as always. “Be good.” He warns before walking off to the main bedroom, the one you all shared.

Jungkook had already had the water running, the temperate a little colder than usual but still relaxing. The dominant washed your hair, the whole shower passing rather fast as he wasted no time getting you clean.

“How do you feel?” He asks, tone still firm.

“Okay Master.” You mumble back, enjoying the few light touches you got as he washed the soap out of your locks. It wasn’t a complete truth but punishments weren’t supposed to feel good, you weren’t going to complain any more when you had brought this on yourself.

He grunted in response. The water turned off when he deemed you finished. “Out.”

He wraps you in a towel before walking you to the guest bedroom. “You won’t need clothes tonight. Don’t come out of the room until one of us gets you.”

You nod, it was simple instructions really. He caresses your cheek for a second before turning around and walking away, you want to call out for a hug or a kiss but you can’t. “Goodnight.” He mumbles, closing the door behind him.

You stare at the door for a second before looking around the room, it is empty, no one other than Hoseok stayed here one night the previous year, you could hear Jimin and Jungkook laughing with each other and it created a ball of bitterness in your chest.

You turned the light off and climbed into the bed, the sheets cold and scentless. The annoyance you felt at yourself had multiplied, tripled and then tripled again, you know realistically you could safe word but that wouldn’t be right, you deserved whatever punishment they see fit.

It was safe to say you had never slept as badly as you did last night, you spent the majority of the night tossing and turning in between crying fits. Despite the fact that the loves of your life were just a few feet away you’d never felt more alone.

Jimin and Jungkook had to have been awake for at least two hours by the time they remembered you, the door opening slowly enough for you to drop into a suitable position on your knees.

“Good morning,” Jimin mumbled, pulling back the curtains. The lack of pet names hurt but you ignored it.

You tried to sound happier. “Good morning Sir.”

“Did you sleep okay?” He asked, rummaging and dropping a nightgown into your lap. “Put that on.”

“Yes Sir.” You answered to both questions, you could suck it up for another day.

He waits until you have the fabric over your head before giving you your next instruction. “Go downstairs, your food is ready in the kitchen. You can walk down the stairs but I don’t want to see you standing the rest of the way.” He gives you a little nudge when you hesitate.

You get to the kitchen as fast as your body will allow, still lacking an appetite but eager to please you delve into the pancakes on the dinner tray. Jungkook isn’t in the room but you’re sure he’s in the apartment and you haven’t heard the front door open or close.

“Good morning pet,” Jungkook spoke loudly, making you jump a little before you compose yourself mid-bite.

You swallow your food before responding. “Good morning Master.”

“Sleep well?” He asks, you hear the tap running. “I know I did, Hyung was very warm all night.”

You don’t take another bite after that, you settle for staring at the plate. “Yes, Master.”

“Hm, I think I’ll take your Sir for a morning bath, you can clean up from breakfast.” And with that, he leaves the room and you are alone with it.

You fall back on your ass, the coldness of the floor not bothering you. You wait until you hear the water running to cry, you tried to hold back, it was a punishment, one you earned, but it hurt.

All you wanted was time with them.

You gave yourself another minute of crying before brushing the tears away, splashing some cold water on your face and beginning the dishes. There weren’t many but you took your time, this was something you could do perfectly.

You finished within 20 minutes, not sure what to do you chose the safest option and sat back on the floor, head hanging low as you mapped out the design on the tiles. You’re thankful for the little clock that tells you that you have been waiting for an hour and 25 minutes when the two return hand in hand. The smell of their body wash is strong, and comforting.

“Oh look, you can do something right.” Jimin praised backhandedly but still, you took it. “Come, I want you to ride my cock, put a show on for your Master.”

You were led to the living room, a rare occurrence in scenes although not so much punishments. Jimin was already half hard and you were sure it was because they had probably been fooling around in the shower, without you.

Jungkook sat opposite you, Jimin bunching up your nightgown as he pulled you into his lap, rubbing his clothed member against your ass. “Doesn’t she look pretty like this?”

“Useful more like.” Jungkook scoffs, arms resting atop the back of the couch. “She looks best when she’s sitting on one of our ducks, where she is made to be.”

You groan a little at that, the words both sting and turn you on.

“No one wants to hear you, shut up.” Jimin complains, shoving you to stand up as he pushes his shorts down. “I want you to sit here and be quiet, you’re nothing more than a pretty little flashlight for me to enjoy. Toys don’t make noise.”

You bite your cheek, and the feeling of his hardening member inside of you makes you want to rock back but you know better, you take what’s given to you as the pair continue their conversation as though you’re invisible.

“You wanna watch a movie?” Jungkook asks, toying with the control.

“Yeah, not an action though, maybe a romance?” Jimin adds, slapping your thigh as you gasp when he moves his hips. “Actually an action is probably better, to drown out the unwanted noise.”

Jungkook smirks and you bite down the sadness that swims in your chest.

The movie starts and Jimin stays still other than shifting every few minutes, you can’t help the way you get wet.

You drown out their conversation, counting the amount of black spots you can see on the rug only to be pulled back by a slap to your cheek. “You’re sitting here doing nothing yet you still can’t fucking listen?”

“S-sorry.” You stutter out.

“Fucking pathetic,” Jungkook mumbles as he takes his seat again.

The words run heavy in your mind, pathetic, stupid, useless and suddenly you’re silently crying with Jimin still inside you. You’re thankful the movie really does block out unwanted noise.

Maybe you were unwanted in general.

“I’m gonna fuck you now, make as much noise as you want.” Jimin growls in your ear, hands groping your tits as he fucks into you. His movements are fast, a sign he has been holding back for a while. You let out soft gasps and moans, his cock filling you up with more than you can handle but despite that you know, you just know you aren’t enjoying it.

“Yellow.” You whisper, you expect everything to stop but it doesn’t, nothing stops, in fact, jimin speeds up hips stuttering as he chases his release. “N-no” you speak a little louder.

You look at Jungkook, his head snapping to yours and Jimin thrusts inside you one last time and cums, as though just processing everything jungkooks eyes widen. “Hyung pull out now.”

“What?” Jimin asks, confused. “Wh-

You can no longer hold back your sobs, the second they tear free jimin is carefully pushing you off him and cradling you in his arms. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you? Baby, are you hurt?”

You can't muster a response, you just let yourself cry spewing endless apologies. “Sorry I’m-I’m sorry.”

“I think she safeworded.” Jungkook explains, running in with the box of things you’d compiled together for incidents just like this. “Here, water.”

You feel a bottle being pressed to your lips. “Baby, can you drink for me?”

“No S-sir.” You shake your head.

“Not sir baby, just min okay?” Jimin rubs a hand through your hair, Jungkook holding your hand and drawing circles to help you calm down.

“Such a good girl, you did so well, I’m so so proud of you.” The younger of the pair spoke, still holding the open bottle of water. “Please try and drink some for me sweetheart.”

You move your head out of Jimin’s chest with great reluctance, taking a few sips of water before denying it anymore.

“Thank you,” Jimin whispers in your ear. “Are you ready to talk about what happened?”

“Can we- bedroom?” You ask, too drained to explain it all.

“Of course,” Jungkook answers, taking you out of Jimin’s arms and carrying you up the stairs to the main bedroom.

Only when all three of you were settled into the bed, you in the middle with one of them on either side, did they prompt you to start talking.” Take your time darling.”

You don’t exactly know how to explain it to them. “I guess.. it didn’t feel good? I know punishments aren’t supposed to, but this hurt emotionally.”

“Okay.” Jungkook squeezes your hand, his fingers interlaced with Jimin’s behind you. “Thank you for sharing that baby, can you explain when it started to feel like that?”

“Yesterday when I…” you trailed off.

“Sucked me off?” Jungkook supplied and you nodded.

“I just thought I was being too emotional but you didn’t comfort me at all and I had no reassurance. Neither of you touched me more than you physically had to and then being secluded in the second bedroom just made me feel shut out and unwanted.” You feel embarrassed at how silly it sounds, you did wrong and were punished, of course, it would have been difficult for you.

They both take a moment to process it, Jungkook looking a little more sullen. “Fuck, I’m so sorry.”

“Anything else you want to add?” Jimin asks softly. “Take your time.”

“I didn’t…I didn’t act against you because I wanted attention in that sense, I miss you both. Lately, neither of you has been home and I just…I feel so lonely. You get to see each other most days at work but I don’t even have that luxury. It seemed like a good idea at the time but I feel awful, I wanted your only free day and you think I’m just ungrateful and pathetic.” You knew you’d broken one of your own rules, to never take something said in a scene as how they see you or view you outside of it but for some reason, today, it was harder. The mean words and cold shoulders were all you could think about.

“We don’t think you’re ungrateful or pathetic, we misjudged the situation and that is our fault. As your dominants, we have a responsibility to make sure you’re safe and happy and both today and yesterday we failed at it massively. Apologies will only do so much but I promise I will make it up to you every single day, I’m so sorry I haven’t been here for you.” You chance a glance at Jimin as he finishes talking, only to have your heart broken when you see him wipe a stray tear away. You don’t even chance to look at Jungkook, sure he is fairing the same way if not worse.

“It’s not your fault, work is important but I just- I don’t know.” You huff, words and emotions just too much. You let your head drop against Jungkook's chest, his heart beating faster than usual. “I’m sorry we failed you today as doms and boyfriends.”

You shook your head. “You didn’t fail me, I should have been an adult and talked to you about how I felt instead of ignoring what you both said.”

“No baby we did fail you, talking as just your dom, we failed you. We should have been more consistent with our check-ins and should have discussed your actions more before punishing you. I think between myself and Kook we both thought the other was being affectionate so we held back a little so as to not overly indulge you but that was a stupid assumption that will never be made again.” Jimin argues, his hand tracing circles on your stomach.

“I’ve never had a problem with the way you chose to punish me. I like it but this time it just hurt more emotionally.” You explained, not wanting them to change because regardless of how you felt about the punishment you loved them as doms and people.

“And that is our fault,” Jungkook says, not as a question. “And I will never let something like this happen again.”

“I think from now on we will be more comforting even through punishments, even if that particular day you don’t feel it’s necessary I think we.” He gestures to himself and Jungkook. “Would feel better knowing you are okay. I also want you to be honest next time, the second it doesn’t feel right, even if you’re unsure of why, you call yellow okay?”

“But I did…” you mumble, although you hadn’t done it straight away you’d done it when you desperately needed it and for a second it had been ignored. “On the couch I did.”

“I know.” Jimin mumbles. “I didn’t hear you, that’s no excuse but I truly didn’t and the second we realised it all stopped. I won’t say “I’m sorry” for that because no apology would be good enough. Doll if you want to leave the arrangement, you have every single right to. If you feel as though you can trust us then do not force yourself to be our submissive because that’s something based on trust and a mutual agreement. Nothing will change within our relationship if you choose to let go of that aspect.”

“Really?” You eye them both. “You’d stay even if I didn’t want to be your submissive?”

“Baby we aren’t with you because you’re an amazing submissive, we are with you because you’re an amazing human being. You take care of us, you remember the smallest details like when we mention something we want on our diet you turn up with it the second we can eat freely, you brighten up the room just by being there, you’re so hard working and always do your best. You have the most beautiful thoughts in life, you’re strong and honest. You have so many amazing qualities that I couldn’t list them all even if I tried but I am in love with you.” Jungkook stared at you, his eyes conveying everything his words couldn’t. “So am I” Jimin adds.

“I don’t want that, I don’t want to change anything. I love you both and this was an accident, we both did things wrong and next time it will go better. Things won’t be perfect and when they don’t go well we will discuss it and come out of the other end better and stronger. I trust you with my life.” You look at both of them, all three of you smiling stupidly through tears. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” They spoke in unison, both placing kisses on your head. “How about we order food and spend a day taking care of the baby?”

You know the question isn’t directed to you, it always makes you feel small whenever they talk about you as though you aren’t there, small and cared for.

“Yeah I think that sounds good, I’ll go make us some tea. Maybe sit on the couch? I’ll grab some blankets.”

“Couch sounds good. Baby?” Jimin nudges you, drawing your attention back. “Couch?”

You nod. “I thought you had work?”

“Oh no baby, I know I told you that we had only been given one day off but we have the whole week.” Jungkook looks horrified as he explains. “I’m sorry I shouldn’t have been spiteful in that way it was wrong.”

“What did you do?” Jimin frowns.

“I told her that we had another day off and when she got excited and asked if I was being serious I told her no. I didn't realise she was truly upset by it.” He explains hurriedly.

“You dumbass.” Jimin scolds, reaching out to slap the back of his head. “Why would you do that.”

“I wasn’t thinking.” He explained honestly. “I didn’t mean to be such an ass.”

“It sucked but I wasn’t that sad.” You explain, both of them clearly over analysing every little thing, yes you were sad but not sad enough to warrant them being this cautious. “I don’t want you to be worried about everything you say and do, I’m normally great at understanding the difference between what you do and say in a scene and how you feel outside of them.”

“It doesn’t mean we should say things that could disappoint you on purpose.” Jungkook retorts, running a hand through his hair as he sits on the end of the bed.

“You were being sarcastic Kook, I can tell the difference. I don’t want you to beat yourself up because a scene went wrong, it happens, this won’t be the last time but I’m okay, I’ll be okay after a week of pampering.” You tease them both.

“You’re far too good to us.” Jimin sighs, burying his head in your neck.

The day played out slowly, all three of you migrating to the couch with a heap of blankets. You’d gotten fried chicken whilst watching a movie, they had agreed to watch whatever movie you wanted, and you’d settled on a comedy that had all three of you crying with laughter.

They had been checking in with you constantly, tending to your every need, whispering reassurance and comforting words to you whenever they could. By the end of their break, the incident had been forgotten and you were already excited about whatever happened during the scene you’d all planned for their last free day.

You’d been sitting in the playroom for a while, both of them coming in and out of the room frequently, more than they usually would have.

“How are you feeling puppy?” Jimin asked, hand running through your hair. “Good?”

“Perfect Sir.” You respond with a smile.

“Let me see your pretty face.” You lifted your head as Jungkook had told you to. “Beautiful.”

Jimin took a step back, not before kissing you softly. “Is there anything you want to try in particular today puppy?”

You bit your lip, gathering the confidence to ask for what you’d wanted for the past two days. “I want.. a punishment Sir.”

They both give you a confused look. “Why?”

“Because I don’t feel good about my actions, I feel unsettled knowing I broke a rule and then safeworded out of my punishment.” You explain.

Jungkook shook his head, moving to undo the collar he had put on you, only stopping when you moved your hands up to cover the buckle. “No, I don’t- I don’t need to stop.”

“We aren’t going to do a scene if you aren’t in the right headspace darling, your safeword is there to protect you, you can use it whenever you want for whatever reason and you will never have to make up for it or feel bad for it.” Jungkook explains, caressing your hands as he pulls them away. “I need you to be absolutely sure you understand this before we play darling.”

“I do, I do Master I do I promise but I just don’t feel right, I want to be good and I don’t feel good and you telling me I’m good isn’t going to help I need to feel like I’ve done good, like I made up for disobeying.”

“Okay.” He gives in after considering for a few moments, and Jimin nods in agreement.

“I think 50 spanks will do?” Jimin asks Jungkook.

“20 with the paddle and 30 with my hand.” Jungkoom responds, a smile across his lips. “You do the paddle.”

“Oh, you really want her ass red huh?” Jimin laughs, grabbing the familiar black one from the rack.

Your heart warms seeing them play around with one another in this way. “Come over baby, lay cross my lap.” Jimin instructs, before you can move Jungkook is attaching a leash to the back of your collar, you begin crawling behind him as if programmed to do so.

Jimin watches your every move, your hips swaying as you crawl across to him and climb into his lap. “Doing so well for me.” You preen at the praise, heart thumping as you prepare yourself for the first blow.

Jimin has a way with the paddle, he wrists flexible enough to swing the paddle on every inch of flesh on your backside. You feel yourself both relaxing and tearing up as the worries in your mind quieten.

You feel yourself being moved from Jimin’s lap and you can’t help but whine, despite the light throbbing on your ass you feel comfortable, relaxed. You quieten when Jungkook taps your thigh. “Hush puppy, I’m going to do your last 30.”

“Sorry Master.” You put as he pulls you over his lap, the rough material of his jeans uncomfortably digging into your skin. “Hurts.”

“You can deal with it darling, take what I give you.” He lands a smack to your ass before you can complain further and as he does all thoughts are knocked out of you.

You’re thankful they don’t tell you to count because once again you get lost in your own thoughts, the repetition of the smacks soothing you. “Taking it so nicely.” You hear Jimin and can’t help but reach out a hand for him, relaxing again once he takes it.

“All done,” Jungkook speaks, you blink away the confusion in your head. “Baby’s out of it.”

“She needed this.” You hear jimin but don’t bother moving from the crook of Jungkook's neck, the smell of his cologne comforting. “Poor baby.”

You loved moments like this, where you were thoughtless, with no worries, no guilt, just the soft buzz of subspace and your doms, boyfriends taking care of you. “Love you. Thank you.” You mumble into his skin.

“Don’t thank me, baby, you took your punishment so well for Sirs. You can sleep okay? We will have a bubble bath when you wake up.” A bath sounded good but sleep sounded better so you let yourself be pulled into whatever dream was awaiting you.

When you woke up you felt warmth all around you. Their bodies pressed flush against yours in the large bed. “Awake sweetheart?” Jungkook whispers. “Hyungs sleeping.”

You look at the way jimin had a hand tangled in jungkoks, his other arm wrapped around your torso. The three of you entwined in one way or another. It was moments like these that made their hectic schedules worth it, you’d had countless arguments before, disagreements, struggles, and bad days but you had an abundance of amazing ones, ones that made every single hard day worth it. You loved them, you were in love with them, and you always would be. “Love you.”

“I love you too,” Jimin mumbles in his sleep making you and Jungkook laugh.

“I love you two.”

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samjiminstan · 1 year

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Dom top alpha big dick Strong beautiful jimin is always superior to any other dynamic😌✊️🔥Noone can tell me otherwise

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kookminworks · 1 year

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Wanna get fU¢ked, Wanna let go

Jikook NSFW oneshot 🔞🐰🐥

💜 bottom!koo

💜 top!jimin

💜 dom/sub

💜 brat!jungkook

💜 bondage

💜 overstimulation

It might've been hours, or even a couple of lifetimes, Jungkook doesn't know how long it's really been. All he's aware of is the uncharacteristically lewd whimpers that escape him with every drag of the thick girthy d!ldo across his sensitive insides as it keeps driving into him at a steady pace.

One would think what a miserable little thing he is, ankles spread and shackled to the bedposts behind and wrists bound behind his back - right above his raw spanked ass. His cock caged pathetically while it drips a stream of precum onto the sheets. His drool seeping into the silk of the pillowcase from around the ballgag that had been forced in after Jimin had had enough of him running his mouth free.

But even with tears bathing the blindfold wet Jungkook didn't expect mercy to come by anytime soon. In retrospect he chastises himself for being such an uncontrollable brat after Jimin had returned from work sour as a lime. He shouldn't have sucked his boyfriend dry and driven him into oversensivity - refusing to let his cock go - after Jimin had so nicely asked him to just kneel down, stay still, and cockwarm him while he tried to calm down on a glass of wine.

Something about a pissy client throwing a hysterical fit over an insignificant project deal, but Jungkook couldn't be bothered to give two flying fu¢ks about it. He'd driven himself and everyone around him positively crazy during his college finals week and all he wanted that night was to let go.

He'd had enough of his sweet caring boyfriend checking up and doting on him while he made himself sick with worry and stress during his exams. All he wanted now was his d0m to tie him up and put him in place - let him take the reigns and not make Jungkook think anymore. Jimin's meager office troubles could take a backseat tonight, Jungkook was a man on a mission.

Except, maybe, he hadn't really thought through how far it was safe to go when he refused to let up sucking on Jimin's sensitive cock until the elder relented. You see, Jimin had brought down a spectacular edition to their playroom right before Jungkook's finals week began. One he'd promised to use on the younger once he was free from the clutches of stress and sleepless nights that exams usually brought along.

So that's what Jungkook demanded the elder do. Tie him up nice and pretty, and hook him up on the sex machine with a nice girthy dildo leisurely fucking in and out of him for as long as his Dom sees fit. Only, he hadn't anticipated Jimin's parents calling him over to theirs for a dinner with some guests who showed up uninvited. He also hadn't anticipated the elder locking him into his penthouse playroom, tied up pretty and hooked up to the machine (just as he'd demanded), while Jimin set off to dinner with a bunch of stupid guests.

So here he was, incoherently cursing off himself and the guests who decided to put him in this position while also pitying the angry state of his overstimulated c0ck, because now it'd been too long and he was sure one more hit to his prostate was gonna make him cum right in the cage and pass out.

Just as he's babbling out something stupid again he hears faint footsteps fast approaching - sound muted by the carpeted floor.

A second later Jimin flings the playroom door open and is greeted with a sight so delicious, it has his cock chubbing up in his pants immediately, and his mouth fully salivating.

He sees Jungkook lying down on his stomach and spread out just as he'd positioned him, the only difference being the boy was now positively a wreck and deep into his headspace.

His cock cocooned in the cage lay miserably sandwiched between his stomach and the bedsheet - angry like an overly ripened fruit ready to explode at the slightest touch. His boy occassionally mumbled nonsense around the gag, uncaring of the pillowed side of his face swimming in his own drooled spit, and his whole body shivered with every push and pull of the toy.

Oh what a sight he was, but he'd look even better getting split open on Jimin's dick, and the elder had already waited enough.

In a few swift motions Jimin has the machine pushed away from Jungkook's gaping rim and pushes his own pants and underwear down, swiftly pushing his erection through the younger's swollen rim and bottoming out with a well aimed thrust - hitting the younger's prostate dead on. After that is a mad rhythm he's followed one too many times.

Pull out, push in, slap, bite, leave plenty of marks - just like Jungkook likes.

He hears Jungkook scream, hears him sob around the gag with every hard thrust that pushes his body up the bed and creates uncomfortable friction between the sheets and his sensitive member.

In a blink Jimin has him turned around on his back, undoing the cage with one hand and using the other to keep himself hovering over Jungkook's bound body while he keeps his thrusts hard and steady. The younger is frothing at his mouth, choking on his own spit as his teeth bite desparately on the ballgag and the cuffs on his wrist dig uncomfortably into his back, but nothing slows his Dom down.

A few more times of Jimin relentlessly digging into his prostrate and pressing down on his overly sensitive cock has him coming with a screech and his vision turns black. He doesn't fight it, let's the darkness take him away to dreamland as Jimin chases his own release.

When he comes back to consciousness he's lying on his side, bundled up in the blanket and dressed in one of his favourite oversized jumper. He's clean of all bodily fluids and can feel a buttplug sitting snug inside him when he clenches his rim.

A doped out smile takes over his face and pushes himself back into the solid body wrapped around his own like a second skin, spooning him from behind.

As he slips back into a peaceful slumber there's one thought echoing in his otherwise empty head - "I'm definitely doing this again"

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mysinsforbts · 1 year

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jiminie... since its your birthday ill let you do anything you want to me... ill even wear the collar you gave me. plz, daddy... ill be a good girl *blushes*

Okay imagine this: Jimin manspreading, you sit on his lap while saying this:

~💜~💜~💜~

"Are you saying you don't wear my collar on other days babegirl? Why is that? I'm very curious to know.. ",

jimin looks up at you, one hand gently caressing through your hair. Something in his eyes seemed to spark by meeting your gaze,

"Should daddy buy you a new one? You can choose which one, I'll buy it for you?~"

a soft chuckle leaving him as he gave you a kiss on the lips. Jimin was clearly having fun teasing you like that. Leaning back, just to look up at you once again he smiled,

"Now to your requests.. I'm very pleased to hear that but my good girl is more than enough for me! Just spend time with me & I'll be happy okay, love?~",

his voice softened as he spoke, continueing to gently stroke your hair. Jimin's eyes got gentle, they mirrored more than pure lust. Love. It was love that reflected in them.

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7ndipity · 2 months

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Bts as Doms

Ot7 x Reader

Summary: Headcanons about how the members would be as Doms

Warnings: +18 mdni, smut. Mentions of bondage, oral(f. and m. receiving), degradation, spanking, choking, free use, edging, orgasm denial, one daddy joke(and this is the only time you will ever see it on this blog) not proofread

A/N: Thanks to @a-gayish-unicorn for requesting this! This list is a bit of a mess, but I didn’t want to leave you guys hanging all week without anything. As always, If y’all have any additional thoughts, feel free to add them in the notes!

Masterlist

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Jin:

He’s mainly a soft dom, but he also gives Brat Enabler vibes. Like, he kinda loves when you sass him and act up in the same ways that he does when you’re in charge so that he can punish you.

Loves when you’re good for him tho and let him use you however he wants, holding your hair as he guides your mouth up and down his length, cooing at you whenever you gag around him.

Teases you constantly, making you tell him exactly what it is you want from him before he’ll do anything, letting his hands just ghost over your body and making it increasingly difficult for you to think.

Big fan of restraints and edging, pinning your hands over your head while he pushes into you, slowing his hips just before you both cum. “You can take it for a little longer, right Sweetie?”

Somehow still manages to make everything feel intimate and romantic. Like, he could be absolutely railing you from behind, but he’s whispering the sweetest things in your ear as he is doing so, telling you how good you’re doing for him and how much he loves you.

Tends to only be rough or mark you up when he’s feeling particularly needy or possessive, wanting to make sure that people know you’re taken.

Yoongi:

I’ve said it before, but he gives soft pleasure dom vibes. Like, he might get a little rough with you sometimes, but he really doesn’t have it in him to be overly strict or harsh with you.

Has certain petnames that he only uses for you when he’s in these moods. “Kitten, can you come here please?”

Drives him crazy to see you spread out or on your knees for him, so pliant and waiting with that desperate look in your eyes.

Similar to when he’s subbing, he’s not too crazy about degradation, but he really loves to tease you, always mixing in some sweet words so it doesn't sting too much, but still makes you blush and flustered, calling you his needy little baby while you ride his thigh.

Absolutely loves overstimulating you. Man will eat you out for hours till you’re in tears and writhing in his hold, begging for a break.

Super soft aftercare is always a must with him, no matter what kind of scene you just played out. He really enjoys the quiet intimacy of cleaning up and looking after you while you come back down.

Hobi:

Hobi is a hard, but very nurturing dom. Like, he’s super strict and not afraid to be rough with you, but everything he does is accompanied by soft guidance and reassurances in a low voice that makes your mind go a little hazy. “You gonna let me take care of you, Sweetheart?”

Rigger for sure, he loves shibari and thinks you look so pretty tied up in different styles. Would definitely take pictures of you like that if you’re comfortable with it.

Almost every time he doms ends with you face down, ass up, with one of his hands wound into your hair so he can pull you up to hear your moans while he pounds into you.

He’s also a fan of spanking for sure, be it on your ass, your thighs, etc. He has a slight sadism kink that peaks through now and then, but he never takes it very far.

Partially because of that tho, he tends to be extra sweet during aftercare, needing to balance out any harshness or punishments by being as close and soft with you as possible to help ground both of you afterwards.

He gives Sugar Daddy vibes, tbh. He loves spoiling you and buying you pretty things like jewelry or lingerie to wear for him. Also really into non-sexual shows of domination, like resting a hand on your back when you’re out together, it makes him feel like your protector.

Namjoon:

Daddy-Sorry what?

But fr tho, although he gives hard dom vibes, I think he actually leans more to the soft side, bordering on pleasure dom energy. He really gets off on your reactions and being the one to take care of you.

Obviously has a thing for dirty talk, as well as a slight humiliation kink. He loves making you tell him exactly what you want/need from him, because 1. Communication is super important and sexy, and 2. He knows it embarrasses you a bit and helps push you further into subspace.

Very big fan of bondage and sensory deprivation. He loves how sensitive and reactive it makes you, the tiniest touches making you twitch and wine.

Big fan of manhandling you into whatever position he wants, his favorites being mating press or having you ride him until he gets impatient and starts thrusting up into you.

Loves edging and orgasm denial, seeing how close he can get you to the edge every time before you finally fall apart. “Hold it. Don’t you dare fucking cum yet.”

Jimin:

Surprisingly stern dom with slight Brat Tamer energy. Like, don’t let the angel eyes fool you, when he gives you an order, he expects you to follow it or face the consequences,

Biggest fucking tease and the teensiest bit of a sadist, he will edge and overstimulate you within a inch of sanity, cooing sickly sweet little remarks in your ear. “Poor baby, can't even handle a couple rounds? We’ll just have to build up your stamina, won’t we?”

As harsh as he might be with teasing and punishments, he’s equally as generous with rewards when you’re good for him.

Big fan of guided masturbation, having you spread all pretty for him as he tells you exactly how to touch yourself or him.

Definitely likes experimenting with different themes and toys/tools. The type that would have you wear vibrating panties when you go out together so that he can tease you by turning them on randomly and watch you squirm.

Super soft with aftercare tho, handling you with the gentlest touches and sweet words. He always wants to make sure you know just how much he loves and cares for you after every session, holding you til you fall asleep.

Taehyung:

Super soft dom, he absolutely loves getting to baby you, kissing and touching you all over until you're a pile of mush in his arms. “Can I make you feel good, Baby? Please?”

He’s very much an aestheticist, he loves roleplay and setting the scene, as well as buying pretty little outfits for you to wear for him.

Praises you constantly, telling you how good you feel, how well you’re doing for him, how much he loves getting to see you like this, etc.

Definitely into taking photos and filming the two of you. Probably has a whole photo album of pictures, ranging from blurry polaroids to more professional shots he took with his film camera or phone.

Torturous levels of teasing. He will finger you for hours, bringing you to the very edge before stopping, kissing you as you cry in frustration.

Really loves the idea of free use, gifting you a special necklace or bracelet for you to wear as a sign to him that he can do whatever he wants with you. The idea of you always being willing to take him makes his ego(and other things) swell with pride.

Jungkook:

He has his softer moments, but I think when he doms, he tends to lean more towards hard dom. He really loves being in control and going all out on you.

Big fan of breathplay. He loves the way it makes you shake and clench around him, tattooed hand snaking up to hold your neck and squeezing just enough to make your eyes roll back in your head.

He fucking loves to overstimulate you, making you keep count of how many times you’ve cum before he’s even inside you.

When he’s in a teasing mood tho, he’s so fucking mean, denying and ruining you orgasms, laughing when you get frustrated. “I’m sorry baby, were you gonna cum?”

Loves leaving marks all over on you, be it hickeys/bitemarks, handprints, etc. His favorite tho is probably cumming inside you, watching it leak out before pushing it back in with his fingers(feel like he has an untapped breeding kink, but-)

Also really loves looking after you in non-sexual ways, be it paying for your meal or just helping you get something off a shelf that’s too high for you. It makes him feel needed.

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