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Cathexis 🜍 PJM 🜍 2

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🜍Title: Cathexis 

ca·thex·is/kəˈTHeksəs/ noun: the concentration of mental energy on one particular person, idea, or object (especially to an unhealthy degree).

🜍Summary: Possessing a power that was genetically passed onto him, Jimin has to face life’s struggles managing this burden alone. He finds himself back in a town he vaguely recalls , where he hopes to find some semblance of peace, but what he doesn’t expect is to come face to face with his past.

🜍Film: Firestarter

🜍Pairing: Jimin x reader

🜍Genre: Slight Yandere 🜍 Firestarter au 🜍 Thriller 🜍 7K words

🜍Warnings: Smut 18+M, virgin!Jimin, angst, premature ejaculation, cum eating, pining, teasing, inexperienced Jimin, shy Jimin, name calling, bullying, possessive themes, psychic abilities, slight yandere themes, childhood trauma, touch starved Jimin, first kiss, vulnerable Jimin, aggression, loss of control, miscommunication, emotional trauma, hair tugging, jealousy, violation of privacy.

🜍A/N: Thank you to my wifey @outromoni​ for the banner.

He shouldn’t have been so distracted while working, but it just couldn’t be helped. His head was filled with everything that happened the night before. The way you smiled at him and laughed at your own jokes replayed over and over in his mind. He would never forget the way you lifted your intoxicated eyes at him and smiled. It all felt like a dream, and yet it had really happened. He wondered what it would have been like if his family had stayed and whether or not he would have continued being your friend. Would things have turned out good? Would you and he have turned into high school sweethearts? He found himself so lost in thought he didn’t realize it was already lunch time.

As he munched on his sandwich, he had to tell himself to stop looking at the clock on the wall. Time was dragging and his patience was running thin. He found himself anxiously awaiting the chance to see you again, certain that he wouldn’t disappoint you this time.

Before he knew it, his jeep was parked in front of the diner, the one place he’d been waiting all day to come to and yet he could not find the courage to enter, again. This was the second time he did this and it was pathetic to say the least. He closed his eyes, taking in several breaths and looked ahead. A few rocks near the edge of the building began levitating and he bit his bottom lip hard knowing that the sharp and sudden pain would distract him. All the heavy stones fell back into place. Jimin glanced around, but there was no one in sight. Counting back from ten, he breathed in and out once more and then checked his bottom lip in the mirror. Of course there was blood. How would he explain this to you now?

He became exasperated realizing that he was overreacting and that this wasn’t anything to be nervous about. He knew you and you knew him-–it was simple.

Visions of you filled his mind and Jimin pressed his lips together to keep himself from smiling like an idiot. He really was such a pathetic virgin. This had to be the reason for his nerves. Any normal person would just be chill around the opposite sex, but of course this wasn’t the case for Jimin. Due to Jimin’s constant running, he never settled anywhere long enough to attempt anything with someone else. He was either on the run or too suspicious of people. He would certainly be embarrassed if you ever found out, so he needed to pull himself together.

Somehow he made it inside and the instant he did, his eyes scanned the entire place for you. Weird. He didn’t see you right away so he sat himself down in the same booth he always sat at. The menu blurred before him because in truth his mind wasn’t on food. The object of his desire was nowhere to be seen. This was probably pay back. Maybe this was your way of letting him know that he shouldn’t be making anything out of this relationship. You only wanted to be friends and it wasn’t like Jimin had the luxury of getting into anything complicated.

A waitress came over, but it wasn’t you, and begrudgingly he ordered something random. Asking about you was on the tip of his tongue, but he held it back not wanting to seem obvious. He tried to keep himself occupied so that he wouldn’t get up in search of you because that would be a little too ridiculous on his part… right? It’s not like you were supposed to give Jimin all your attention simply because he was at your workplace. Since he arrived you’d been around him non-stop, and this was just one time when you weren’t, and he could live with that, right?

Suddenly Jimin didn’t like how he was feeling.

His feet were the first to move and then his body followed. He pretended he was going to the bathroom but it was an excuse to scan the entire place. When he found nothing, he started back to his booth…until he heard your voice. It was faint, but it was clearly you and you didn’t sound very happy. He continued following the sound which led him to the back doors of the diner. Through the screen he could hear what sounded like you were very upset and his heart started to race. He was about to run out and find out what was wrong until the voice of a male stopped him. Who the fuck was that?

Jimin could barely pick up bits and pieces of what was being discussed, but from what he could tell, this sounded a lot like an ex. Subconsciously he clenched his fists and his breathing quickened. He moved forward a bit to see the face of this stranger, a stranger that was causing you stress of which Jimin wasn’t very happy about, but he couldn’t clearly make out a face. A slight wind picked up around him, strong enough to move his luscious black hair to and fro. Sweat beads began building on his forehead and his eyes began to change to a burning orange color. He was breathing a lot heavier and his hands were still at his sides. Some smaller objects near him began to shake lightly and slowly elevate from the ground.

Don’t do it, Jimin. Breathe, Jimin. The voice of his parents echoed in his mind, but he couldn’t find it in him to calm down at all. His eyes narrowed as his vision focused on one person’s silhouette.

Suddenly the voices outside became a little confused and even afraid. From where Jimin stood he could see a row of rocks slowly levitating around the guy’s frame. They were spinning around him in a circle along with a heavy wind that was whipping around all kinds of grass and paper. The stranger was in an obvious panic and so were you. A smirk slowly bloomed on Jimin’s lips and he was about to take another step, make a really bad decision…. but your presence stopped that.

You ran inside smacking right into Jimin’s chest falling to the ground on top of him. Jimin wasn't expecting you since he’d been facing the opposite door staring at the man he was about to teach a lesson to.

“Jimin? Oh my God I’m sorry. Something crazy is happening outside. I need to…”

You were up and wiping your skirt helping Jimin to his feet when the back door swung open and slammed against the wall. Jimin stepped back and adjusted his clothes, an apology on his lips as well, but that was interrupted by the stranger walking in.

“Y/n. What the fuck was that? I’m out of here. Remember what I said.”

The voice of the man he’d only heard but not seen was now right in front of him, and when Jimin glanced into the stranger’s eyes, something inside him snapped. It was him—the fucking bully. The bastard turned to eye Jimin wondering who he was, but out of his fear for what happened not moments ago, he turned quickly and left through the diner’s front entrance. Figures he’d be a bitch-ass.

“I’m sorry about that, Jimin. I was just…oh no…your lip.” You reached out without thinking to touch his bottom lip, the dried blood confusing you. The chaos that happened moments ago slipped your mind for a moment when you saw that Jimin was hurt. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, it’s nothing. I should be asking you the same. You bumped into me pretty hard.”

Your mind came back to the weird events that had just taken place and you looked a little shaken up. “Oh yeah…there was…I mean I don’t even know what it was. If I told you, you wouldn’t believe me. I know I saw it though. There was wind and the rocks–” You looked out the door to make sure you hadn’t been making things up, but everything looked calm and normal. For a moment it felt like you’d imagined it, but someone else had been a witness to it too, so it clearly did happen.

“I’m so confused. It’s gone now, but…” You returned your focus to Jimin who’s lip was now bleeding slowly. An instinct to take care of him overcame you. “Never mind that right now. Come here.” You grabbed his hand and walked him to the back kitchen. Settling him near the sink, you found a strong paper towel, wetting it before placing it on his lip. Jimin flinched a bit, the entire situation leaving him scatter-brained. One moment his emotions were taking over leading him to commit a terrible act, and the next you were there nurturing his lip when it was his fault for biting it. He closed his eyes to gather himself, relishing in the way your gentle touch soothed him. Gently you wiped at his lip and Jimin’s breathing calmed, along with his rage. He indulged in it for a moment, but in truth he felt guilty for what he’d done and how his carelessness could have hurt you.

“There. I’m sorry about what just happened. I thought it was my fault.” You threw the paper in the trash and attempted a smile although your nerves were still frayed.

“N–no, it wasn’t you.” Jimin shook his head cutely and then grabbed your hands in his when he saw them shaking. He really was such a fucking brute. Why was it so hard for him to control himself? He’s been living with this curse since he was born. You would think he’d have it under control by now.

Tilting your head, your smile became softer and more relaxed. Perhaps it was the way Jimin’s eyes bore into yours or the soothing way his thumbs were rubbing over the back of your hands. Whatever it was, you relaxed a little more. “Then? How did you cut your lip like this?”

Jimin ran his tongue over the cut and hissed low. He should tell you that part of the reason was nerves, but if he was being honest, most of the reason was his anger. He had a bit of a problem keeping it from consuming him entirely. He almost set the entire establishment up in flames because of this, but he kept that to himself.

“It was an accident. I bit down too hard.”

Something in your look made it clear you weren’t buying his bullshit story, but once again, you weren’t going to pry. When Park Jimin wanted to reveal his secrets, he’d do it when he was ready.

“If you say so. Let’s go back to the diner. I wonder if anyone else saw what happened out there.”

Jimin simply shook his head and let you lead him out of the back by his hand like he was a lost toddler. You sat Jimin at his booth and chastised him about his now cold food. Afterward, you walked around asking people if they had noticed anything strange and you became frustrated when nobody had. You weren’t crazy and the person you were with had also freaked out, so it upset you that no one else had seen this. Not even Jimin who was standing by the door confirmed what you had seen.

Jimin stayed sitting at his booth obediently while you went on with your investigation. He couldn’t get the image of that idiot running inside or the way he was speaking to you with such disrespect. The question he wanted to ask you burned within him. Why the fuck were you even associated with that meathead? Jimin knew that people changed and that maybe it was possible for his ex-bully to do just that, but deep down he knew that wasn’t right.

You felt Jimin’s eyes following you and decided it was time to return to your duties. Since no one experienced what you had, you simply chalked it up to some sort of weird-magnetic-core-freak-weather event you didn’t know was supposed to happen, and perhaps later on you’d see more shared encounters of it on the news. Whatever the case, you avoided Jimin for one clear reason. You knew what he was thinking and you weren’t ready to have that conversation.

As soon as Jimin finished his food, he stood up and wrapped an arm around your hip and walked you out of the diner. He continued walking even though you were dragging your feet asking him where he thought he was taking you. When he got to his jeep, he pulled the door open and gave you a dark and serious look “Sit.” It was just one word but for some reason you didn’t want to challenge him. Sitting, you watched as he walked around the front, his eyes still trained on you. He reached his door and sat huffing out a breath and then turned on his car. He started to drive and you were pretty annoyed that he felt entitled enough to just up and kidnap you from work.

“You know this is illegal. I was still working.”

Jimin remained silent, but the air in the jeep was stifling. You cracked open a window and sat quietly. For having only met Jimin not a month ago, he was already a handful. “Aren’t you going to say anything?”

Jimin rolled his eyes and wanted so badly to tell you to be quiet because he was already doing his best not to lose it. He didn’t like letting his emotions get activated because a lot of the time he’d lose control and the last thing he wanted to do was scare you.

Pulling into his camp, Jimin parked his jeep roughly, tugging the parking break and then hopping out of his vehicle with heavy footsteps. He made it to your side again, but this time he was calmer. He offered his hand and you hesitated to take it.

Jimin took a deep breath and closed his eyes before opening them up with a much calmer expression. “I’m sorry. Let’s talk, okay?” He was looking up at you then and his face…it held so much…innocence. His eyes were soft and his sweet cherry lips were in a pout.

“You’d better make it good, Jimin because I don’t know what excuse I’m going to tell my boss.”

Jimin chuckled and nodded. “Let me try.”

You jumped out and followed him toward his tent where he opened the flap and bowed like a gentleman before you entered. “After you.”

The whole thing was silly, but it did have you laughing. You knew he was going to ask questions about what had happened earlier and the truth was you had no idea. One minute you were talking to James and the next a whole bunch of weird shit started happening, and then Jimin was there and they looked at each other…and you couldn’t really say, but you had a feeling he recognized James, otherwise why would you be here?

Sitting on a nearby small cot, you placed your hands in front of you feeling like you were about to be interrogated. Jimin was quiet, facing away from you and it made the whole space feel cramped. His presence, although not large, was very overwhelming. There was something about Jimin since the first time you saw him that made it obvious things weren’t going to be so simple.

“James? Why him, Y/n?”

At first you were confused because what did he mean by why him? All Jimin saw was James walk in and leave unless…

“You heard?”

“Yeah, I heard. I heard a lot. You and him?”

It was then that Jimin turned and there were tears in his eyes. The guilt you felt ripped at your heart and you felt a lump in your throat. “Jimin…I–”

“No..no…don’t lie to me, please. I’ve already dealt with so much. The one person I thought I could trust…I should have known better. I’m so stupid.”

Jimin suddenly began speaking quickly and hiccupping in between every word. You could barely understand him, and unsure of what to do, you sat there looking up at him with hands in your lap grasped tightly. Your own tears threatened to spill and suddenly he was on his knees in front of you. The room around you felt hotter and then you caught something out of the corner of your eyes.

A wind picked up inside of the small space and you knew that was strange since you were both inside of a tent with all the openings zipped up. And then the objects within lifted off of the floor and hovered in the air. You swallowed in fear, unable to keep your eyes focused on any one thing. Why was this happening again? Your eyes finally landed on Jimin wondering why he wasn’t reacting to any of this, but Jimin simply placed his head on your lap and spoke in a broken whisper.

“I just can’t stop…”

You pulled your hands from your lap and set them at your sides. You were unsure about whether to scream or run because so much weird shit was happening right now. How could Jimin be so calm and what exactly couldn’t he stop?

He turned his head then to look at you and that’s when you saw his eyes. They glowed a fiery orange and it was then that you lost it. You tried to push him off your lap, but the weight of his body held you in place. He grabbed your hands and brought them to his lips, kissing them tenderly. Closing his eyes, he sobbed out quietly. “Please tell me to breathe. Tell me to control my emotions.”

“J–Jimin…what’s hh-happening?”

You don’t know if it was fear or the pain in Jimin’s voice, but you found yourself chanting what he’d asked simply because you weren't sure if this man was going to kill you. The air in the tent was stifling and you could feel the sweat bead down your back. The items that had been at floor level were now at the very top of the tent swirling about as if in a tornado, but you continued speaking the words, eyes closed tight, praying that everything would stop. Your voice was shaking like crazy and Jimin never let go of your hands as if he knew you’d get up and run the moment he let go.

Soon the air around you hushed and everything settled down. You opened your eyes hesitantly at the eerie stillness but for some reason you couldn’t stop repeating the words over and over even though things had quieted down. Jimin finally opened his eyes and this time they were dark brown as they had always been and you blew out a sigh of relief.

If you thought Jimin had a lot of questions for you, there were WAY more that you had for him. He stared at you with creased brows, keeping his eyes locked onto yours, his breathing now slowing down to a normal rate.

“JJ–Jimin...I’m scared.”

“Please don’t be, Y/n. Let me explain. Please don’t run.”

It didn’t matter that he was asking you not to run because you’d already planned your escape the minute he spoke. You wanted to run, but your legs wouldn’t move, almost as if you had a crippling fear that you’d set him off. Would Jimin hurt you? Was it your fault this happened?

Now that you knew the source of this chaos, you felt incredibly helpless. Here you were in his tent with no one to help you. Even if you screamed no one would hear. You were so distracted in fear, you didn't realize Jimin was reaching for your face until you felt his hand on your cheek, the unexpected touch making you shiver.

“I won’t hurt you. Please let me explain. I promise.” There was something in his eyes...a sort of plea you couldn’t deny. This was the worst part about you, wanting to help others when it was clear you should run very far away.

Somehow you found your voice, and trying not to sound too afraid, you demanded an answer. “You’d better start telling me what the hell just happened because I am afraid for my life right now.”

Jimin smiled softly and then came to sit beside you. He seemed much smaller and more vulnerable than he appeared just minutes ago. He turned toward you and lowered his head seemingly at a loss for words. You didn’t want to press him because you weren’t sure what he was capable of. It took him a few moments, but he began talking and then he didn’t stop. He told you all about why his parents had moved and about the experiments….and even how he was a sort of freak hybrid with both of his parents abilities, something the scientists never expected. Out of all the participants, his parents had been the last couple that remained hidden until the day they were found.

It was supposed to be like any other day. Jimin’s mom was cooking in the kitchen and his father was outside taking care of the lawn. They’d been living in a rural area for some time, so sure that since there were no people around for miles they’d be safe to live a private life. They even homeschooled Jimin, and for several years life was perfect and quiet.

Jimin had been out by the lake playing with some racing boats quietly on that day, a hobby that he’d gotten into. He’d learned to build many things and he got very good at it. It was when he heard the first gunshot and then the next that he instantly knew what had happened. He was fifteen at the time.

Even though he was clearly distressed recounting his life story, there was no wind or chaos. It was like he was pouring out his soul, and with every bit of hidden trauma that he released, he felt himself getting lighter. Not once in his entire life had he ever shared this much with anyone. The freedom, the pressure being removed….it was all….euphoric.

By the time Jimin was done, his throat was dry and the tears on his cheek had also dried. At first you weren’t prepared for the things he would say because what could he really say that would excuse all of the insane stuff you’d seen so far. For a moment you had been convinced he was the devil, but now having heard everything, you were sure Jimin suffered more in his lifetime than any other person you’ve ever met.

He suddenly stopped talking, as if everything he’d been harboring was completely drained from him leaving nothing more to be said. Exhaustion took over, face forlorn and eyes downcast. He spoke once more…hoping this wouldn’t be the last time you and he would be together.

“That’s everything. If you still hate me I understand. I don’t expect anyone to like me, they never have. I haven’t had any chances to meet people or develop friendships. I can’t trust people, Y/n. You can see why…can’t you? I’m always on the run. You…you’re the only person I’ve actually been able to connect with. I’m not even sure how this is supposed to work. I know after everything you’ve seen you probably wouldn’t want to be my friend. I wouldn’t. You can leave now if you want, but thank you for what you’ve given me so far. It means the world to me.” Jimin pouted and lowered his head expecting the worst because what else would come of this?

Any normal person would have run away or despised him. This is what he was waiting for. What he wasn’t expecting was the soft skin from your hands caressing his cheeks, and even less the sweet brush of your lips against his own.

Maybe it was the way he looked so lost, eyes large and glossy, or the pain written all over his countenance that made you want to kiss it all away? Maybe this was your attempt to apologize for setting him off or a way to distract him from bringing up the entire reason for this moment—James. You're unsure why, but something pulled you to him like a magnet and you kissed him, lying to yourself that this would somehow redeem you in his eyes.

Jimin didn’t pull away, hell he didn’t even know what to do. He’d never been kissed before. He just sat there frozen in place with eyes wide, waiting to see what happened next. This was the first time anyone touched him so intimately and apparently he needed it more than he thought. The last time he remembered even being shown any kind of affection was when his parents were alive. They were his last hug…but that was ten years ago.

Your hand comes up to settle on his shoulder, squeezing gently. It’s a show of compassion meant to calm him, but a quiet sigh escapes him and you grin into the kiss.

“Better?” You ask pulling away.

“Yeah…” Jimin whispers, forgetting how to speak. “A lot better,” he manages to reply weakly.

“Good,” you chuckle, unable to hide how amused you were. Your attempt at distracting him worked bringing a satisfied smile to your lips. “Jimin, I don’t know what to say. I’ve never heard such a crazy story in my life. I’m so sorry you’ve gone through so much. I’m also sorry I reacted the way I did. I was just so scared. You looked so angry…so scary. It was all too much.”

Jimin panics for a moment wondering if you’ll leave him now that you knew he was a freak, but your kiss must’ve been for something, right? He doesn’t leave room for doubt. In his panic he crashes his lips to yours again and this time it catches you by surprise. He doesn’t falter, being a quick learner. His eyes close and he attempts swipes and rolls of his tongue, something you certainly weren’t expecting. You open up for him slightly, seeing how far he would go, but a particularly high pitched whine falls from his lips and you pull back amazed to see that his eyes are glazed over, mouth chasing yours…

“Jimin,” you breathe out a little lightheaded.

“Y/n, “ Jimin returns.

Jimin’s face is inches away and the look he gives you is strained, almost as if he’s begging you not to hate him. You knew this wasn’t the time to be making out, but you’d be lying if you said you weren’t incredibly tempted. It seemed like Jimin was starved for touch and you wanted to show him you did care for him, but there was a lot to think about first.

“I…I have to go. I just need a little time, okay? I also have to call my boss. He’s going to think I quit.” You giggle and then grab his hand to pacify him. “I promise you have a friend in me. I won’t tell a soul, Jimin.”

Jimin nodded and smiled weakly. He didn’t know what a little time meant exactly, but he was still holding out for hope. If he could at least have one ally in his life, he’d choose you instantly. Although his future was bleak, he still wanted a connection. He craved it. It had been so long since anyone was this close. He was scared but also excited. A little happiness never hurt anyone, right?

If only the agency wasn’t still looking for him.

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Jimin drove you back into town, the entire ride completely silent. Whatever needed to be said was said, and both of you were exhausted. That night, you tried to sleep, but dreams of young Jimin being bullied plagued you. You were back at the school standing off to the side watching Jimin become angry. Everything around him was winding in a chaotic flurry and there was fire…fire everywhere. You ran toward Jimin, screaming at him to stop, crying in hopes that he’d notice you, but then a large fire bomb came crashing toward you and you woke up. You were drenched in sweat and there were tears in your eyes. Your heart felt like it was beating out of your chest so much so that you had to place a hand over it to calm down. You hadn't seen Jimin use fire, but he’d told you all about it. It was still so crazy to you how anyone could go through such a thing. What the fuck was the military even thinking?

You were no longer sleepy, the weight of unresolved issues still hovering over your head. You decided to take a shower and then somehow your feet walked you all the way to Jimin’s camp. It was still semi-dark, with the sun about to rise, and you hoped Jimin was an early riser.

He wasn’t.

His tent was closed tight, the zipper giving you trouble at first, but you managed to open it. Before you could get the zipper fully down, a hand shot out and grabbed your wrist yanking you inside. Jimin is on top of you, chest bare, and face scowling.

“Y/n?” He asks, voice groggy and eyes squinting.

“It’s me, please don’t hurt me.”

“I..I would never.” Jimin frowns, confused as to why you would think he could hurt you. Hadn't the conversation from the night before cleared things up?

You had your eyes closed and your entire body was shaking like a leaf in the wind. Jimin carefully climbed off of you and pulled you onto his lap. He held you there in silence, a hand slowly caressing your hair. He knew he was a monster…or at least that he could be, but the last thing he wanted was for you to think that of him. This was why he told you everything. Never in his life has he trusted anyone this much…except for his family.

After a few minutes, you pulled away slightly and smiled. “I’m sorry. I just wasn’t expecting you to be awake and I–” you hesitated.

“What?” Jimin prompted.

You wanted to tell him about your dream and about the weird memories you had of him back when he was a child. It just felt wrong to tell him since he was already going through so much and the emotions between you both were still raw.

“I just wanted to come talk. I couldn’t sleep.” You hugged yourself suddenly realizing the intimacy of how you were seated. Jimin was half naked and you were still on his lap. At first it didn’t register since you’d been upset, but being so close and feeling how worried and attentive he was…it made you nervous.

“Y/n. You can tell me anything. You listened to all of my trauma,” he reminded you.

You stood up and Jimin followed. It felt silly to be on the floor when there was nothing to be dramatic about. “Yeah. It’s actually stupid I even came. I shouldn’t keep bothering you especially when I said I needed time. I’m the worst at self-control.”

Jimin looked at you with a curious expression and tilted his head. “Y/n, you never bother me. It’s not stupid that you came. You can talk to me about anything. I’m actually so happy because I thought you were never going to talk to me again. When you said you needed time I felt my stomach sink.”

“No! I didn’t mean for that to happen. It’s just…just that…like, what does someone say to everything you told me? I could never relate or find the words to soothe you. It’s still crazy to me that anything like this exists. I had no idea the government was doing things like this.”

Jimin motioned toward the small cot in his little space and you both sat down. You were back in the same place where you had just been talking hours ago, but there was still more to be dealt with. “Y/n, I have never had a friend. I have never had anyone to talk to about what I’m going through. You are just…so…it’s so freeing. I feel a little less heavy. Simply listening was enough.”

His hand came up to caress your cheek and the guilt of him being so kind and open to you while you were still avoiding conversation ate you up. You end up blurting out why you came.

“I had a dream that you tried to kill me...that you killed everyone. There was fire and there were so many people trying to hurt you and I was so scared…I—and James…like there’s not much to say…he’s nothing and…”

“Shhh. It’s okay.” Jimin closed in the distance and hugged you tightly. He buried his face into the crown of your head and closed his eyes. How had he let himself get so vulnerable? All of these years he’s been on the run and now suddenly he was starting to feel safe again, but he knew better. Whenever he settles anywhere things are cut short. It’s just that he was really hoping that this time he could have this…

“Please don’t cry, Y/n. You can tell me about James when you're ready. It’s this dream that I’m worried about.”

You lifted your head to look at him and then your eyes met. The longing and emotional need you saw there was palpable. How could Jimin be this kind when he’d been hurt his entire life?

“I know you wouldn’t hurt me, Jimin. I know it.” Your hands were on his chest, the closeness happening without you realizing. You wanted so badly for him to feel that you really did trust him—wanted for him to know that you would never betray him. He deserved to be treated like a human being. You tried to stop the tears from falling, but there was sorrow in them, a sorrow you assume came from feeling sorry for Jimin. It hit you all at once how he must be feeling and how you were the only person he actually trusted.

As you cried, Jimin held you tight, foreheads touching and lips so close you felt dizzy. Jimin hitched a breath at the proximity and you could visibly see him swallow. Before you knew it, your lips were on his and this time it wasn’t meant to soothe sadness, instead it was meant to fill the emptiness—to express apologies and a promise that you weren’t going anywhere.

This kiss didn’t take Jimin by surprise at all. He didn’t pause or slow down or even appear nervous. It was like he wanted this more than anything. He wanted you.

From his kissing before you could tell that you were probably his first, and it made you wonder whether or not he’d been with a woman at all since he’s always been on the run. You attempted a hand on his thigh and he jerked.

“S..sorry.” He whispered breathlessly.

“No. It’s okay.” You soothed with a gentle voice. “Can I ask you something?”

Shakily Jimin replied, “Yes.”

“Have you ever had a girlfriend before? Have you ever been kissed before… me?”

Jimin bit his lower lip and then his expression turned shy. “No. I never have. I never had time to…have a girlfriend. I wanted to, but it just wasn’t possible. Is that bad?”

Your lips barely touched his, but your words tickled over his own plump ones. “Oh God no. Not at all. It’s sweet.” You replied quickly not wanting him to feel any awkwardness or doubt. “Is it okay then, if I kiss you more and touch you here?” You motioned toward his thigh.

He nodded timidly. “Yes. It’s okay.”

Sliding closer, you pressed a little into his chest with your own and turned your head to deepen the kiss. You wanted it to be immediate, to lessen his reservations and allow him to feel comfortable. It worked because the moment your tongue entered his mouth, and your hand shifted up his thigh to squeeze it, he released a satisfied hum and you swallowed it entirely.

“Do you like this?” You knew what he would say, but you still wanted to hear him say it.

“Yes…” Jimin admits, voice wavering. You curl your hand into his hair to bring him back to your mouth.

“Okay. Good.” You couldn’t help yourself, the idea that Jimin was so worked up right now making you want to push some more. As you continued to kiss him, your attention turned to his sweatpants, the obvious tent there causing a heat to stir in your belly. Pressing into it with your palm, you felt exactly how much Jimin liked you, and it filled you with a feeling you’ve never experienced before. “I can help with this.” You offered and he trembled.

“Fuck.”

Jimin was doing his best to remain focused, but the way you ran up and down his straining length had him dropping his head back. “Okay..” he manages to croak out, and you watch the way his adam’s apple bobs.

Sliding a free hand behind his neck, you wind his locks into your fingers and tug his head toward you so you can kiss him again. This time the kiss is more fiery, teeth knocking slightly, pulling needy moans out of Jimin that causes a pleasure to spread throughout your body. Adjusting yourself, you straddle him, rolling your hips once over his hard cock enjoying the momentary relief it brings. But it’s not enough. Slipping a hand under his waistband, you caress his pelvis but Jimin pulls away suddenly. He’s shaking and he won’t even look at you.

“Are you okay?” You were genuinely concerned, noticing how Jimin’s entire face was heated. You couldn’t tell if it was because he was nervous or because he was so turned on.

“I—I’m sorry.”

“For what, baby?”

That word was enough to bring his eyes back to yours and the shame you saw in them made your stomach dip. “Was it too much? You have nothing to apologize for….I shouldn’t have—”

“No!” Jimin cuts you off. “It wasn’t you. It’s just I…” He looks down to his lap and that’s when you see the wetness there, the evidence of his orgasm soaking through his pants.

“It’s okay, Jimin. It’s really okay.” You lean in and kiss his nose trying to calm him, but he’s still pouting, so you bring him into a hug.

“I wanted to be good for you. I—,” he complains.

“But you were! This was your first time and you did so well. Look at me, Jimin.” You grabbed his face with both hands and forced him to give his attention. “You are perfect, okay? You turn me on so much. I feel just like you do.”

Jimin wanted to believe you, but the incredible shame he felt was hard to ignore. How could he be such a failure at this? It was his first time, and all first times were supposed to be special…or so he thought. He tried to nod in agreement but it didn’t come off convincing.

“Let me show you then.” Reaching down into your underwear, sliding two fingers past your folds, you collected some of your wetness and pulled it out carefully. You show Jimin, and his jaw drops.

“This is how much I want you.” When you go to wipe it away, he grabs your wrist before you have the chance. His eyes train on your two fingers, staring at the glossy yet sticky substance that coats the tips of them in awe. He wondered how it tasted…and then he opened his mouth and did just that.

You watched your fingers disappear into his mouth wide-eyed. For being inexperienced he sure seemed to know what he was doing. When he pulled back, lips thick and making a popping sound that had you clenching, he smiled wickedly and then opened his eyes back up. “Tastes…sharp…sweet…”

Not once did his stare falter as he shared this information, eyes locked onto yours. A heat bloomed over your face and you turned your head to the side attempting to hide your shame.

He let your hand go then and the tension in the room increased tenfold. You were still incredibly aroused and Jimin was just sitting there with cum staining his pants and the flavor of your cunt on his lips. He was really going to be the death of you.

“I think I should go now, Jimin.” You kissed him sweetly and stood up, knowing that if you didn’t leave now, you probably never would. The truth was you didn’t want to leave at all, but this was Jimin’s first experience with a woman and you didn’t want to overwhelm him. As much as you wanted him, you also wanted to be clear about what this relationship was. He was trusting you more than anyone and you didn’t want to violate that trust. You wanted him to know you were here to stay.

Jimin didn’t reply with words, simply nodding as if he too wanted you to stay. But he had to clean himself up and process what just happened. It was all so much and never had he imagined he’d be this intimate with anyone. He watched as you exited his tent, a plea for you to stay hovering on his lips, but he held it back. This time he felt more secure about whatever this was and he hoped you’d be willing to indulge him a bit. He wasn't exactly sure what this meant for him as far as staying in Asheville, but for now everything was safe, and he had hope…something he hasn’t felt in a long…long time.

PART THREE

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(Looks like Jimin is quite the curious boy! I love these two so MUCHHHHH! What do you think will happen?)

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[vminhoes]

Count me in

Jimin has had it with his boyfriends fucking without him.

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[vic-kingsleigh]

°•°LTS #06: We Do Take Walk Ins

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: "You've had a lot of work, so when you come home on a Friday you know exactly what you want to do. Except maybe, just maybe, you walk in on a pre-planned scene..."

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Dom!Jungkook x Switch!Reader x Sub!Jimin

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: Smut

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.6k

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Dom/Sub dinamics, edging, threesome, unprotected sex, teasing, lovey dovey stuff, petnames.

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You are done, fucking done with this. You're on a new level of stressed with work, everyone needs something and you don't have enough time or energy and this all has been really difficult on you, thank god friday's here, you believe one more shift like this and you would die or something.

Your boyfriend has been kind, telling you you are absolutely allowed to take breaks and that he understands if you need some days off but everytime you started to consider that possibility something urgent comes up and you realize if you leave your job unattended everything will fall into chaos and you decide to continue, being just a little more stressed everytime 

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"I really think this would be worth trying, she's becoming a nervous wreck lately every morning, and by night she's completely exhausted and doesn't even sleep well, I'm telling you, this'll be the exciting event that she needs, after it she will be able to let go of the stress"

Jimin made an uncomfortable expression, the idea was hot, sure, but your emotional wellbeing could just maybe be compromised

"Are you sure? I mean, walking on a pre planned scene and then joining in is pretty.... Heavy, I don't know if that would be positive for her, but you do know her better than I do of course, and she's your girlfriend" He said sincerely.

"She has asked for something like it a crazy number of times, you are someone she trusts and likes, and I'm there to establish and ground that safe feeling. She loves sex, I know she will be happy... If you do not feel comfortable-"

"No, no, I do, you know I have no problem with it... If you think it's a good idea then let's do it. I'll go get ready before anything"

It was a good hour and a half, maybe even two before you arrived, but Jimin does take very seriously his appearance when he's with both of you, especially during a session. 

Finally  done for the day, you turn your computer off and head home, guessing you will be just with Jimin since your boyfriend had an importante meeting outside of the company and he would probably be home later.

You open the door to find everything in complete darkness, maybe the younger had left for a run and to stretch a little bit. You turn on the light of the living room, as usual everything looks tidy, you take off your shoes, planning to go to your room and take a nice hot shower to relax and then sleep. You're walking on autopilot until a very particular sound catches your attention.

Maybe it's your imagination, but then it comes again... It's a moan, and you're pretty sure it belongs to your sub. It infuriates you immediately, one of your most important rules is for him to not touch himself without permission, and you aren't on the mood, not today of all days. 

You barge in through the door and the scene freezes you in your place, Jimin's there of course, it's just he is kneeling on the floor while riding a dildo... On command, a command your boyfriend gave him. Jungkook is sitting in front of him, legs crossed and leash in hand, smiling now he sees you.

"C-can I please keep going?" The younger whimpers, Jungkook immediately shakes his head. "Of course not, the deal was you were allowed to play while your mistress arrived, and now she's here... Come here love"

This is a dream, it has to be, there is no way they were actually just doing that, not them... Of course you'll believe it from Jimin, but Jungkook? He had always been so adamant about doing anything with Jimin after their first kiss, and you totally respected it, how did that suddenly change?

"Don't be shy dearest, neither of us will bite you, come on" Well, sweet dreams are made of this. You walk up to him, still insecure about the whole ordeal. Jungkook takes your hand and guides you to sit on his lap. He's smiling so sweetly, like he wasn't making Jimin fuck himself a minute ago.

You receive a sweet kiss on your nose, while he caresses your cheek. Soon enough his hands are wandering and taking off your clothes while keeping you as close as possible, it's so good, it feels comforting having his warm hands all over your body and his lips leading your feelings, more intimate, wasn't it for the quiet whines behind you you would believe it's only you and him on the whole world.

Jungkook is getting hard, so you start grinding your hips down on him, both of you gasping at the enjoyable feeling, how long had it been since the last time? It's better to not reflect on it, not when you can fix it. You take your hand down, getting his clothing out of the way, sliding it until it's in the middle of his thighs, and then slowly push down your hips... You love thesigh of pleasure he lets out.

His hands place themselves on your hips, helping you move to a rythm you love, everything is ideal and just what you needed to get rid of the stress of such a long day. This keeps going for some minutes, although not enough for you to reach your climax of get close to it. Suddenly he's raising your hips and you immediately squeal "Shh shh shh, good girl, it's okay"

You don't understand, not until he turns you around and helps you lower your hips again, except he doesn't move. His hands place themselves on your thighs to spread them, and your efforts to move are in vain. 

Jimin slowly gets closer to you, carefully caressing your thighs and now kissing your core very softly, with devotion. He's very good at this, so you just close your eyes and loose yourself on the pleasure he happily provides. 

You were already sensitive and so it doesn't take very long for you to be close, you grind your hips against his face, your moans getting louder and it's so nice until he just decides to stop. You grind your teeth and look at him, about to let your anger out.

"Ah ah, just following orders, not my fault~" He says with a mocking smile in his face, You can feel Jungkook nodding. "You little devil..." He shakes his head and lets out a little laugh "Don't worry about me, all I want is to make you feel good..." And just like that his lips are back to where they were making you gasp and quiver, it's kind of easy to forget his teasing when you're this needy and he makes you feel so good.

It happens again and again, he drives you wild with the flick of his tongue on your clit and right when you're about to cum he stops and... Laughs! the little bastard mocks you with that sensual voice of his!

"Oh no no mistress please don't cum, you don't. have. permission" And with every pause he gives your clit little kisses that are enough to have you teetering on the edge and yet, never letting you go over it. You start to whine, something you don't do often, and then you feel your boyfriends hands around your waist

"We just wanted to make you feel good for as long as we could, don't worry about anything darling, okay?" He signals something to the cute boy in front of him, and soon enough he's back to his previous task. Except this time he doesn't stop, once your body language let's him know how close you are his tongue draws fast circles around your clit, and quicker than you can imagine you're cumming so hard you feel like you could pass out.

It's so much, your vision goes blank and you clench, but Jimin makes sure to let you ride the orgasm without overstimulating you. Once you are done he gets up, and carefully carries you to the bed, your eyes are barely open, you can see the elder in the room walking to the bathroom, you guess to prepare the bathtub.

Jimin sits on the bed holding you on his lap, he's so warm, giving you forehead kisses and telling you how good you were, how pretty he thinks you are, how much he appreciates you and so many other sweet nothings that make you feel safe and... Loved.

This is the first time Jungkook has let him give you aftercare, but then again, it seems like this beautiful night includes more than one first time at something. After a little bit you're taken to the bathroom, Jungkook is ready in the bathtub waiting for you, Jimin carefully places you on his arms and then looks at him waiting for instrucion, wanting to know how much is too much, but... Jungkook let's him get in the bathtub.

They both help you wash, your hair and your skin, and they do it oh so sweetly, you're melting down to their attention and constant praise, it's the paradise on earth. After everything you find yourself on the bed with your boyfriend behind you, getting you into the shirt of your pajamas and brushing your hair lovingly. Jimin helps with your shorts and then making sure to rub your favorite lotion on your arms and legs. He crawls on top of you and kisses your forehead "Good night" You nod and then he gets off the bed and goes to his own room.

You are so content, and by the smile on Jungkook's face you know he is too, both of you so enamored. 

Little do you know, while you and him couldn't be happier, next room hides a beautiful boy with a deep ache on his heart, one he can't allow himself to stop feeling, to calm. Not after a night that felt like much more than sex, but not enough like love.

#sub!jimin #sub!idol #sub!reader #dom!jungkook #jungkook+x+reader #switch!reader #LearningToShare #bts smut

[derireo-galge]

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

[here2bbtstrash]

JIMIN IS A SWITCH argue with the wall

We know the man's duality, pick your filter baby, and that duality applies in the bedroom. He's a daddy when he wants to be, and his dancer hips WILL leave bruises on you; but he's also such a sweet baby boy when he needs that too. And massive praise kink on both ends, fight me, baby boy needs to know he's doing so good but daddy also loves hearing you barely stutter out how good his cock feels inside you 🫠🫠🫠

i told y'all 🙈🙈🙈 so that's 1 argument for dom jimin, 1 (verrrrry convincing 👀) argument for switch jimin...... we shall keep a tally!!!! 📝 plus now you've got me thinking about him switching it up in literally the middle of a scene out of nowhere 😩 going from bratty sub to daddy dom, all of a sudden you're flat on your back with his hand on your throat....... wow sorry what who said that did y'all hear somethin

what headcanon(s) do you have for bangtan that you know - you just KNOW, deep down, all the way to your guts - to be FACTS???

#park-jimin-isnt-real #mbox 📮 #ask game #now claiming filter as an anthem for the nonbinary bisexual switches of the world (hi 👋)

[borathae]

okay honest question besties because I am in a crisis 😭 I know that I made Jimin Tae's bff and personal servant in the queendom universe, but all the ideas I have for his birthday are with knight!jimin from the kinktober22 drabble AND I JUST FNADSNF I wanna make queendom!jimin knight!jimin because I have SUCH A GOOD FUCKING IDEA for him

HELP ME FNADSNF I can't my "you gotta follow rules" obsessed mind is all like "sibi you crazy bitch don't turn Jimin into a knight when he already has a role" BUT LIKE IMAGINE A TRAGIC LOVESTORY BETWEEN KNIGHT!JIMIN AND QUEEN!OC!??!?!?!? please besties what should I do? 😭😭

#or what if i make the knight story not part of the queendom universe but another universe where women rule #because women are the best and there are more universes where we rule <3 #this is my headcanon now hahahha #ah shit im this close to switching jimin's parts in tae's queendom story with idk some random dude called greg just so i can give jimin #his own story about him being in a knight in tragic love fadhsf #the struggle is real besties nfadsnfsan #rambling

[jkeuphoriadreamland]

Hello Kay,

Congrats on your new milestone! For the drabble request I’ll like to please request neighbors Jimin and OC, something with a jealous pouty Jimin because you always write him so well. 🫶🏾 thank you!

Pairing: Jimin x reader

From series Neighbors

kink: Jealousy

smut 18 +

From drabble requests

Title: Pussy for Breakfast

“Why are you out of bed, noona? You know your place is by my side.”

You turned to see Jimin’s fluffy hair and pouty lips, the fact that he was actually frustrated making them more pouty.

“If I don’t get up to feed us, who will?”

Jimin complained at this and rolled under the blankets until he was fully covered. “I’m all warm and cozy and I’m missing the most important part of my life. All I ever do is love you.”

You could barely make out what he was saying because the blankets muffled his voice, but it was insanely difficult to ignore his adorable behavior.

“Baby, I’ll be right out here. Give me fifteen minutes.” You chuckled as you wrapped your robe around your frame. You heard nothing more from him and walked out of the room.

A few minutes pass and you’ve already started preparing most of the breakfast when you hear the door to your bedroom creak open. Out comes Jimin looking as sexy as ever and you feel your chest constrict. He really was so gorgeous, at every occasion, even in the morning right after waking.

You continued scrambling the eggs when a pair of strong arms wrap around your waist. He settles his chin on your shoulder and begins humming into your neck while stealing kisses. “Bad girl, noona. You made me sad and now I have this problem I can’t get rid of.” He presses himself into your backside and your head instantly falls back.

“Jiminnn, I’m trying to make breakfast. You know how hard it is to focus when you’re around.”

“I do.” His hands confirm his words, snaking up over your body and sliding into your robe where he cups your breast. He rub over your nipple with this thumb and continues kissing along your neck. His cock is hard and pressing into your ass with need and you really want to say fuck breakfast—because that is what Jimin wants.

He turns you suddenly, eyes glazed over in a passion you never get sick of seeing. His hands bury into your hair and he pulls your face close so he can swallow you with kisses. His tongue works over yours hungrily and his teeth catch your lip every so often making you moan when he bites down.

The robe around you is now spread open and Jimin’s hands are everywhere. “I want you so bad, mommmmy. Let me inn!” His tip is rubbing up on your bare pussy and your arousal coats him from top to bottom. Your back is digging into the counter, but that doesn’t bother you, not when the head of his cock is hitting your clit perfectly. Jimin lowers his stance slightly and presses forward until he feels himself slipping in.

“Such a dirty girl, noona. You think you can stand while I fuck you?” He’s barely able to speak, breathless and already incredibly turned on.

“Jimin stop talking and fuck me already.” You chastise breathlessly.

“As you wish, mommy.”

His hips begin the thrust forward and he finds he can enter you easily from this angle, the tightness of the position making his balls ache with the need to cum. His hands are still in your hair, the grip now tighter as he stares straight into your eyes as he fucks you fast and desperately. You’re both panting, the food long forgotten because what could satiate this type of hunger if not each other?

His hands move to your hips where he grips the flesh and continues to thrust up into you like a man and who’s lost his mind. You always made him so impatient and desperate. “I love you so fucking much, noona.” His words are shaky and you know he’s on the verge of crumbling.

“I love you, baby. Fuckkk.”

He spreads his legs a little and starts a pace that has you seeing stars. “Who’s pussy is this, mommyyyy?”

“Y-yours alll fucking yours, baby!”

“You want me to fill it up? Put more babies in you, huh?”

“Yyessss, oh godddd.”

Your orgasm hits you hard, the feeling of his cock swelling and his pelvis smacking against your clit making the feeling ten times more powerful.

“That’s right, noona… cum for me… your greedy pussy wants to be bred so bad doesn’t it?”

He’s getting sloppy now, his cum making his now softer cock unable to stay inside of you. When he’s finally empty, he places his forehead against yours and sighs out satisfied.

“It’s time to eat my breakfast.”

“But I haven’t even finished coo—- omg…”

#bts smut #Jimin smut #Jimin x reader #Jimin fanfic #bts fanfic #Jimin Drabble #Jimin switch #neighbors Jimin #bts scenarios #bts au #bts imagines #jimin scenarios #park jimin smut

[sugalaritae]

BTS as characters from Our Flag Means Death (w/ short explanation)

Kim Namjoon - Black Pete - thinks he's the smartest one on the boat, kind of is. absolutely dedicated to the man he loves.

Kim Seokjin - Frenchie - no explanation for this. just is.

Min Yoongi - Blackbeard - grumbly, bored with his life, daddy issues

Jung Hoseok - Lucius - sassy, gay, can't keep his judgement off his face

Park Jimin - Jim - no explanation needed

Kim Taehyung - Stede - likes fancy things, dresses well, a bit of an idiot

Jeon Jungkook - Oluwande - soft, kind, in love, smart

#this has been today's pointless comparisons #because i am bored at work #griddle me this #bts #also could maybe switch jimin and hoseok

[ressjeon]

damn hormones wtf, now i’m suddenly on angsty mode 🗣

#the switch wtf #lemme look through my angsty WIPs hmmm 👁👁 #btw i finished merchbox jimin 🥵

[leedongwook]

The way all the nice Jimin URLs are saved, not used or abandoned and I can’t have them is really tragic you know

#i got parkjiminmochi tho 😍 #or I could just switch to jimintaejungkook #i don’t understand #why so many URL’s are not used #someone of them don’t even appear to be available #what’s that about? #I need a jimin URL come on #i got some cute taehyung ones but I feel like I want Jimin ✌️ #personal

[gun-powder-milk-shake]

jimin is the most milfiest yet dilfiest mf i’ve ever seen

#man can switch like THAT 🫰🏻 #bts #bts jimin #jimin #park jimin

[derireo-galge]

Mine/Yours | 4,8k | yoonmin✍🏼

Jimin, the youngest prince of Fairy realm is well adjusted to the human world. He works as a model, famous for his charming visuals and personality. A bonus? His long-term boyfriend Yoongi gets jealous and the fairy gets to enjoy his possessive side.

[ human Yoongi x fairy Jimin | sex toys | spanking | biting | dirty talk | possessive behavior | jealousy roleplay | unwanted flirting | consensual sex | dom/sub switch ]

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As far as work went, the day was great.

It started as usual, Jimin was up in the early hours of the morning to quickly get ready and leave for the outdoor photoshoot he had scheduled that day.

He was excited, with the floral theme and surrounded by nature he will replenish his energy much quicker than he would if it was in the city. There were too few green spaces, except for the local arboretum and various parks spread around the urban jungle.

His fairy soul sometimes craved vast planes of nature and the depths of forests. Nevertheless he learnt to adjust.

Because all the inconveniences don't matter much when you do it for the right reason. And he had a really good one.

He walked up to the bed, already wearing his comfortable joggers and a cream oversized sweater.

There, on the messed up sheets, laid his other half, the love of his life, his human boyfriend Min Yoongi.

He was sprawled on his belly, one leg bent, which made his spine curl in a beautiful way. The streaming light from the windows made him look like he was glowing, lines soft and colours muted. He was snoring quietly, but ofc he didn't, if you ask him.

The urge to just stay nestled next to him, breathing in his scent and sharing the warmth of their bodies was strong and Jimin almost gave in.

- Go on then, stop watching me sleep, - Yoongi rasped, eyes still fully closed.

Giving in just for a moment he climbed on top of his lover, pressing tightly - chest to back - and laid a chain of kisses from his shoulder along the neck and finished behind his ear.

- It'll be a few hours love. Hopefully I can be done by late afternoon.

- Mhm, - he heard back and giggled sweetly.

Yoongi was so soft and adorable in the morning it was physically painful to leave him there.

We need more such lazy mornings, the fairy thought, where we can just lay together and not think about the upcoming day, responsibilities, mundane things. Dedicate time to us only.

During the shoot he went through the sets with ease, quickly adjusting and giving his best. The concept was to his liking which is why he agreed to participate. So workwise everything went relatively normal. Until his boyfriend, his other half showed up at the set.

It was at an unfortunate moment. One of the assistant makeup artists was touching up the model's foundation, with the latter sitting in a chair and the other man almost towering over him.

He would sometimes make flirty comments to which Jimin was responding quite coldly. He's been waiting for the man to make a mistake in his line of work or to just report him if he gets too bothersome and get him fired but that one was careful.

At least the fairy knew he could stand up for himself and his manager was informed too. Seems like today was an unfortunate day for the assistant photographer because Yoongi came up to them the moment the man cupped both his cheeks as if to check his makeup.

He was just telling Jimin how beautiful he is and so on and so forth when they heard the sound of throat clearing. Jimin looked to the side to see his lover standing there, tight black jeans, leather jacket and a baseball cap attire.

Heavens, he looked like he stepped out of a film. He was holding a paperbag, definitely with something for the model to eat.

- Darlin', - he said, - I brought you lunch. He pointedly looked at the hands on his baby's face and raised his eyebrow.

That's when the assistant finally realised he was doing something wrong and quickly vanished with an apology.

- My love, - Jimin smiled sweetly. - I have the last set left. Is this for me? - he motioned at the paperbag and Yoongi lifted it up as an offer.

The younger though had to almost pry his hyung's fingers from it since he was clutching it so hard, his knuckles turned white.

- I have something else for you too, - he rasped, tongue pushing on the inside of his cheek, - But that's a conversation we'll have at home.

Oh, Yoongi was pissed, Jimin thought. His jaw was locked and he wasn't looking him in the eyes but rather roaming his whole body with his heated gaze. The model preened.

Yoongi coming here was a lovely unexpected surprise and he couldn't have been happier because the last set of clothes is amazing silk set of lingerie and creamy white robe, so short and thin it actually left almost nothing to imagination.

He set the bag on the table to eat a little later and walked up to his boyfriend. Mindful of the delicate clothes, he leaned in, kissing the hard set of his jaw and his pink tinted lips. Jimin heard him sigh and relax into the little side hug the younger gave him.

- I won't be long, - Jimin whispered, - and then I'll be done for today and we can go home.

The fairy pecked him on the nose, making Yoongi scrunch it as if he was annoyed but Jimin knew better. He was just flustered because he loved the nose kisses a lot.

Throughout the last set he tried to stay as concentrated as possible which proved to be a challenge. Yoongi stood nearby, watching his every move, tracing the lines of his body with his eyes. Jimin knew how he looked and just /how/ he looked in lingerie.

Yoongi must be having a hard time right now. Knowing his boyfriend was watching he put just a tad more effort in every pose. He knew what was coming next but Yoongi didn't.

For the last series of pictures they invited another model, thinking it would be a good bonus. Jimin hoped his hyung wouldn't jump over all the equipment and won't carry him away from here in the middle of it.

Yoongi felt his blood boil. Some tall dimpled guy, buff and big was on the set with his boyfriend. And rationally he understood it was work. Jimin though loved his outbursts of jealousy, which were never truly malicious.

The elder watched as Jimin bent and leaned and twisted around the guy, looking so dainty and small, watched huge arms around HIS tiny waist, holding it, lifting his boyfriend up in the air. He was getting hot under his collar just looking at his lover's body so graceful, pliant.

He imagined how it soon will be his arms around him. The shoot finished and Jimin was free to go. He listened to his manager talk while eating the rolls Yoongi brought him, sipping on americano.

- I'm free to go, - he announced when Yoongi walked up to him to carry his duffel bag and put the light coat over his sweater. - Home?

- Home, - Yoongi agreed and they walked out with the elder's hand resting on the small of his back.

The car ride was mostly silent, save for some casual talk. Both knew they were buzzing with anticipation. Jimin watched as his boyfriend confidently drove with one hand on the steering wheel, looking like the most delicious treat in all black and face seemingly nonchalant.

He though knew he wasn't as calm as he looked. Yoongi was a passionate lover. Maybe he deliberately accumulated as much energy as possible so he can lay it all out when they're intimate.

The younger trailed after his hyung and when he turned around and locked the door he was pressed right to it.

- Hello, my pretty fairy, - Yoongi's voice was deep, making butterflies fly to his lower belly.

- Hyung,- Jimin whispered, turning his head to the side, Did you enjoy the photoshoot?

Yoongi pressed his palms on Jimins waist, making his voluminous butt stick out even more. He immediately pressed his crotch against it and grinded, letting the man know how aroused he was.

- I liked it a lot, you were splendid, - he complimented, - What I didn’t appreciate though was that makeup artist spewing his lovesick nonsense to you. And you, - he thrusted his hardon roughly between Jimins clothed asscheeks making him let out an “Ah!”, - were allowing it. With a little smile on your face.

Jimin stayed quiet waiting for Yoongi to continue. His own dick twitched in his pants, swelling.

- Did you like what he was saying to you? - his boyfriend came closer, pressing Jimin to the door so no space was left between them.

- You enjoyed his basic compliments, huh, Park Jimin?

The younger felt his lovers breath on his neck and a strong hand curling around his throat.

- You’re mine, Jimin-ah. -and he squeezed tighter, pulled so Jimin’s head titled ack and started covering his neck in kisses.

- Hyung, - he choked out and the elder let go only to grab his hair with one hand and lay his other arm around his lithe chest.

- Hyung, you know it didn’t mean a thing, right? - he said while he was being held tight, and left towards their bedroom, his hair clutched in a tight grip. - It's doing nothing for me, I only like when you tell me these things. Besides, it wasn’t all nonsense. - he teased.

With no answer he was let go and pushed across the bed. Then he felt a pillow being placed under his hips.

- Take your pants off, - Yoongi said firmly.

Jimin whined half heartedly and raised his hips to undo the pants and pull them down to his knees.

- Hands in front of you, - his voice got raspy, by the end, accompanied by the sound of his belt buckle.

Jimin suppressed the urge to moan right there and bunch up the sheets in his fists. The first swat of the belt was light, testing.

The couple after them were harder and with others yoongi almost didn’t hold back. Jimin whined and held onto the sheets until he got a break.

But the break was only for the elder to approach and take the underwear off his reddened bottom down to his knees.

- I find it amusing that no matter how much praise you get you’re always hungry for more, - Yoongi commented, - so let's give you more then, shall we?

He landed the belt across the bare asscheeks and heard jimin finally moan.

You look beautiful with your ass marked up red, - he said and Jimin buried his face in the bedsheets, fighting the urge to beg his boyfriend to speed up. He felt another lick of the belt lower, almost under the round globes and couldnt help but wail into the blankets.

- So pretty and obedient for me. Taking everything I give you. - Yoongi swatted again and this time it was on the back of the youngers thighs and that made him squirm.

- So adorable, you’re getting desperate, aren’t you?

Yoongi painted his thighs with wide red lines almost all the way down, spilling dirty praises after each blow.

Jimin heard all the ways Yoongi would have him.

How the sweet little fairy looked so sinful with his ass on display and lower back bent more and more, begging to be spanked and fucked.

The moment the belt landed on the floor jimin felt hands wrapping around his ankles.

Yoongi roughly pulled him to the edge of the bed, getting rid of his clothes, a sudden movement making the younger cry out.

His hyung adjusted the pillow under his hips again, pulling his hard cock and balls back to lay on it as well.

- Stay still, doll.

Jimin laid there, patient, knees far apart and all his behind aching from the belt treatment. He heard shuffling, undoubtedly from his boyfriend undressing.

Yoongi kneeled and his arms went around the plump marked ass, smoothing the burning skin.

- Mine, - he said before licking between the cheeks.

- Uummm, - the younger could contain his moans.

Yoongi lazily licked at the puckered entrance and teased the leaking cockhead with his fingers, slow and deliberate. Like he had all the time in the world.

When he circled his hand above the balls to get a hold of them and moved his fingers to cup and pinch them Jimin all but cried.

- Hyung, - he panted, hips bucking back on the tongue buried in his hole, - Ah, hyung, please, wanna come!

Yoongi detached his mouth with the final lick and hummed.

- Not sure about that, doll, but you can try while I use your tight hole and fill it up.

The fairy groaned but didn’t protest. His hyung totally enamored him with his passionate play and skillful tongue.

He raised on his arms and arched his spine, tilting his head back. In the upside down view he saw Yoongi opening a bottle of lube and generously pouring it on his copper palm.

- Want anything? - his eyebrow rose in question but the corners of his lips were lifting up.

He leaned in and kissed the pouty lips, still covered in glittery gloss. His hand went around the column of his neck and suddenly squeezed, pulling him up on his knees.

- Is that how close you let him in your personal space? Even if there's no need for that?

- No-uhh, - Jimin opened his mouth, tongue darting to the elders lips that were inches away.

He got kissed again, slowly, passionately, while being thoroughly stretched. One finger became two, then three and four, thrusting inside at a fast pace.

- You-yoongi, I can't, - Jimin whimpered into the wet lips. The hold on his throat wasn't restricting his breathing but it was always there, a reminder he was at Yoongi's mercy.

His boyfriend moved behind, letting his neck go and stroking his stiff cock, lathering it with more lube. He noticed Jimin rubbing at his lower back. He came closer, drawing circles on it with the knuckles of both of his hands.

- Is it sore? - his voice was concerned.

- Just tired, - the fairy sighed sweetly at the massage.

- On your back then, - the elder said, - Keep your legs up.

He propped Jimin's ass on the pillow, caressing the belt marks with his fingertips and holding his pretty pink cock in his palm.

Jimin weaved his arms around his legs that were lifted in the air, hugging the knees close to his chest.

- So flexible for me, doll, - Yoongi praised, - Perfect.

He slipped inside with little resistance, making the younger flinch and relax almost instantly. As he said  he was going to use his body to his pleasure.

Still holding the leaking cock in his hand he thrusted inside, submerging in between tight walls with a loud grunt and jostling the fairy in the process.

- A-ah, - Jimin half moaned half breathed out, - Yoongi-hyung, I-

-You - will take - what you're given, - the elder punctuated each couple of words with a slam of his thick cock inside. Jimin gripped his legs harder.

Yoongi thrusted roughly, gradually speeding up his moves, hands on both sides of the exposed butt, all but pulling it on his girth like a fleshlight.

He saw Jimin's cock twitch and change the trajectory of his moves to graze his prostate better.

And soon the younger came, his release dribbling on his tummy and running down the sides.

- I'll never get tired of seeing this, - Yoongi stroked the spent cock with his fingers prompting some more droplets to leak out of the slit.

He caught them on his palm, watching how it glitters and licked them clean , tasting his fairy.

Jimin mewled, watching him, still receiving faint thrusts to give him a breather. And so it was over with Yoongi fucking him ferociously, chasing his own peak.

The moment Jimin wanted to ask for pause he heard a squeaky grunt and he felt the elder slowing down, pulling out to finish on him. He parted his legs and felt his abdomen being covered with hit droplets.

- This, this belongs to me, - his hyung rasped, smearing the mess of his come on the youngers belly. - You belong to me.

- Of course, my love, - he saw Yoongi backing off and quickly raised his legs again, putting them on his broad shoulders and catching him off guard.

- Jimin-ah? Jimin-ah!

The fairy used his ankles to pull his lover closer and he had to put his elbows on the sides of the youngers head.

- Where do you think you’re going? - he said not letting his hyung utter a word he crashed their lips together.

The kiss was hard, hungry. Jimin was drinking his hums and breaths, swirling his tongue around the other’s. His plush lips traveled to his cheeks and ear lowered to the neck and shoulder. And there he bit the tender flesh, enough to leave a mark.

- Huh-ah! - Yoongi gasped following with a moan.

Jimin bit the skin again, not far from the first one albeit a little lighter. He grazed the shoulder with his teeth, licking the spots he nipped with tenderness, totally opposite of the biting.

- My hungry fairy, Yoongi mumbled, smoothing his hair, - want something from hyung?

- Want hyung, - he almost growled and his boyfriend chuckled.

- So damn insatiable.

Jimin hugged his waist with his strong legs and with the help of his hand he rolled them on the bed, situating himself on Yoongi's belly.

- Wanna claim hyung, - Jimin grabbed him by the chin, - make him mine forever, so everyone sees he’s taken.

- Don't think I didn't notice how you all dressed up. Enjoying when all heads turn to your direction?

The elder looked how Jimin turned from pliant into commanding in a flick of the fingers.

- They can look all they want. They can fantasize, they can dream, but the dream is all mine. - Jimin leaned to connect their lips again, licking over them after, training his tongue down to the jut between the collarbones.

He nipped at his boyfriends chest, so full and delightful when squeezed in both his palms, he sucked hard on pink nipples, making his hyung buck his hips. Jimin then pinched both his nipples hard making him mewl.

- Tsk, cant stay still? I’m busy here, - and he leaned back in to nibble on the buds, making them prettily swollen.

Yoongis head was lolling from side to side, eyes shut tight from his boyfriends skilled hands. And his teeth.

Because Jimin planted his sucks and bites all the way to his crotch and was aiming for his inner thighs, lowering himself on the floor and settling one of the elders legs on his shoulders.

- Ready? - he asked with a little smirk and Yoongi nodded, resigned, letting his lover do as he pleases.

He felt him biting the soft flesh, marking him purple and pink.

- So gorgeous and all mine, - the younger mumbled into the skin before licking over the bitten skin.

Yoongi's cock was hanging heavy again and the fairy licked at the bobbing length, taking it in his hand and stroking it with a mix of saliva and precome.

Yoongi didnt fail to notice the way Jimin was looking at his butt.

- If you want me, then have me, Jimin-ah. - he panted, balls tensing at the heavenly glide.

- With pleasure, hyung, - the fairy replied simply, standing up to get the lube and coming back to lean and kiss his lovers mouth.

- No matter how much I kiss you I can't have enough.

Yoongi groaned, and circled his arms around the other's neck.

- Want you close like this, - he breathed out, - Want to see your eyes as you come inside me.

Jimin kissed him again in response and got to work. He lathered his fingers and traced the quivering entrance. He rubbed and prodded at it until he was let in. He turned his fingers inside, making room for himself.

Yoongi breathed heavily, mumbling how good it feels and how he wants Jimin's cock inside him.

- Fuck me, Jimin-ah, - he reached the swollen cock with his hand and pawed at it, trying to finally guide it inside himself. Jimin gladly did it for him.

He pushed in and out inch by inch, pulling out as much as he was pushing, leaving the entrance gaping. He bottomed out, grinding and adjusting, feeling his hyung sucking him in.

- So greedy for my cock, hyungie, - the younger teased and was drawn close to the other's face with the strength of his arms around his neck.

Their breaths mixed as they panted in each other's open mouths, moving slowly, in deep gentle thrusts.

As tough as Yoongi fucked he loved to be made love to softly, tenderly. He was very sensitive and just moaned on a long note in the periphery of Jimin's hearing, stopping only to take a gulp of breath.

- I can't.., - he started saying.

- I got you, - Jimin's hand went down to wrap around the cockhead and he rubbed the calloused pads of his fingers all over and under it, caressing his hyung to completion.

He pulled out and soon came in his hand, looking in Yoongi's eyes and trembling in his arms.

- Kiss me, - he asked, and Jimin went easily, lips meeting lips in a soft touch, gliding wet and slow.

- You've calmed down, - his boyfriend said, tracing his jawline and looking at his reddened nose.

- You liked it though, right? - He chuckled, smiling in content.

- You did too, - Jimin looked over at his lover, so relaxed and sated, long hair spread over the blankets.

- Love being yours, - he slurred, not opening his eyes.

 

Bonus:

- Yoongi-hyung! - the fairy called, almost shedding his pollen and barging inside the bathroom.

His boyfriend, the love of his life, was rinsing off the soapy suds from his body, the shower cabin fogged up with steam.

He turned the water off and stepped out of it.

- What's the matter, love?

- Hyung, look the parcel arrived, - he excitedly bounced on the balls of his feet, - Let's open it right now!

The elder went to get his robe but realised it was on the young man and he left with a towel option.

- Did you open the door in just your robe? It’s untied, - the day had just started but he already felt all his mana seeping away from him.

- Don't worry I was covered enough, - Jimin playfully scratched under his chin and rushed towards the bedroom.

Yoongi sighed, exasperated, but his heart was fond.

He turned around the corner and saw Jimin sitting on the bed, impatiently opening the package.

He's been talking about this for days, a late birthday present from his fairy friends, who work in a shop and could deliver items in the fairy realm.

- Do you at least know if it is for the kitchen, or-

- For the bedroom, - the younger replied, holding a piece of paper in his hands reading it with wide opened eyes.

He unwrapped the material inside the box and threw it over the contents immediately.

- Uh, hyung…

- Why, why, what is it? - he was burning with curiosity and it came up to it look at it himself.

He moved the fabric to reveal two obvious dildoes, striking purple colour and quite advanced in girth, probably like him and Jimin.

The base was adorned in something that looked like blunt fangs, making it look monstrous.

- I, - he realised his voice cracked and cleared his throat, - I’ve never seen anything like that, is it what fairy toys look like?

- Yeah, - Jimin was pressing both palms to his red face, only apples of his red hued cheeks visible. - It is one of the most popular designs in our realm. I asked to order a couple set but had no idea what they will choose.

Yoongi took one in his hands and noticed something under ir, he pulled it out and they were two sets of body harnesses. One had leather straps going around just the torso, another had ones to fasten around the neck and thighs too.

- You would love this darling, look, - Yoongi laid the neck and thigh on Jimin.

The young man opened his eyes and gasped.

- I love it! - he looked at the other one, - oh, it would look so good on your chest, - the fairy licked his lips, longing to see the broad shoulders and delicious buff chest in the confines of the harness.

- Want to try them on?

They got rid of the robe and towels, revealing their nudity. Both took time to look at one another, appreciating the view.

They helped fasten the harness around their bodies, gliding their palms on lean muscles and soft curves, the view too enticing not to trace patterns in each others skin.

- You look wonderful, hyung - Jimin's eyes were glimmering in awe, strong enough to make the elder flustered.

- You’re stunning, he whispered, cupping his boyfriends jaw, - So stunning for me.

His eyes went back to the opened package.

- These actually seem like they'd be really good, - Yoongi picked up the purple dildo up and saw it had a suction cap-look we could attach it to the floor.

- Or both, - Jimin suggested, - could both try them out. What do you think?

- I love that, - Yoongi rushed to kiss his baby on the mouth, lips fighting for dominance even though they both always won in the end.

Jimin got the lube and asked yoongi to turn around.

Gliding his slicked up fingers in one by one he held him firm by the harness to pull jim on three and then four of his fingers, stretching him for the toy.

- What about you? - Yoongi asked, stroking his cock to ease the pressure.

You can watch me do it, the fairy declared and laid on his back, help me? Push my knees to my chest.

Thats how Yoongi got the first row for the stretching show.

He was towering over Jimin pushing him by the back of his knees watching how stubby fingers go in and out of the loosening hole. When both of them were ready they attached the dildos to the floor not far from one another.

- Ah, ah, - Yoongi moaned as he was sitting himself on one of them, the girth size was familiar except for the row of bumps that was running all along the silicone shaft.

Eventually inch by inch he lowered himself on the purple cock ballsack neatly resting among the fangs.

- That's nice, - he commented gruffly, leaning forward on his arms, wiggling his butt a little to adjust the position.

Jimin waited until his hyung got comfortable and went down to try the present too.

- Mm, hah, - Jimin got halfway down the dildo and stopped, panting. - Those ridges are amazing.

He moaned again when Yoongi took both hands and supported him by the elbows while the younger slowly slid all the way down, mewling at the sensation.

- Good, darling? - Yoongi asked.

He found it hot that they both were on the receiving end tonight simultaneously, that didn't happen all that often.

- Yeah, Jimin was leaning on his hands too, - it's like, like you're in me but before you went inside you put anal beads there and all together it's just-

- Too much?

- Just right.

They rolled themselves on the artificial cocks, rocking their hips and occasionally adding the lube. The distance allowed to easily lean in or pull the other by the straps of the harness for a messy kiss or two.

- I'm getting close so fast, - Jimin whined, still indulating his hips in waves and circles.

- Me too, - Yoongi was sweating, chest already damp and glimmering with sweat. - Here, let me take care of you.

He grabbed their weeping cocks with one hand, lengths pink and swollen, while his other hand went around to the younger's ass, between his cheeks. He could feel the monster cock going in and out the entrance, stretching his lover wide and filling him full.

He helped to guide him on the toy, sticking his finger inside the right space from time to time. The calloused hand felt so good on both their cocks, Jimin cried out in bliss.

- You're doing so good baby, - the elder praised, kissing the leather covered neck, - Come for me.

- Ah, hyung! - it was all that took them to come in Yoongi's hand, not too far apart from each other.

- A deadly weapon, - his hyung concluded, popping off the toy and groaning at the feeling of his thoroughly stretched hole.

- Will take some time getting used to but it's great. Loved it, - Jimin stood up from the floor, satisfied and high on endorphins.

They laid on the cool sheets, unclasping the harnesses and rubbing at the faint marks they left. They rested there kissing and lapping at the red bitten lips and smoothing the hair, chuckling at their spontaneous play time.

Looking at the blissed out face of his other half he was sure, he'll have to thank his friends for the presents. And maybe ask to send more.

~end~

#ai-ee au #ai-ee au vers yoonmin #yoonmin #bts au fic #bts fanfction #yoonmin au #human x fairy #jimin x yoongi #yoongi x jimin #switch yoonmin

[marxy-06]

Favorites Fic Recs 5

Thank you to all the amazing writers <3

Kim Seokjin

Broken happy ever after (@taexual)

Of bears and bonds (@yoonia)

Switched (@i-am-baechu)

Scale (@shina913)

Kyoho (@jeonqkooks)

End of the line (@kookslastbutton)

Min Yoongi

Only for you (@beautifulfuckup99)

Fix you (@casuallyimagining)

The one that I adore (@gimmethatagustd)

Man of the year (@raplinesmoon)

Wishes (@i-am-baechu)

Set me free (@casuallyimagining)

Jung Hoseok

Flower (@readyplayerhobi)

Dinner plans cancelled (@souryoong)

Close call (@xjoonchildx)

Bloom (@7deadlysinsfics)

Kim Namjoon

My girl (@beautifulfuckup99)

Like couples do (@jinkookspencil)

Face sitting (@euphoricfilter)

B.S standards (@katnisspeetaprim)

Pregnancy insecurity (@katnisspeetaprim) NAMJOON

Park Jimin

Love Bug (@httpjeon)

Photograph (@i-am-baechu)

Wanna watch a sex tape (@gimmethatagustd)

Into you (@phenomenalgirl9)

Kim Taehyung

Still waters run deep (@btsmosphere)

Something blue (@moni-logues)

A human touch (@snackhobi)

Let love be enough (@jingabitch)

My tears ricochet (@augustbutwinter)

Goodbye (@jjksblackgf)

Wanna watch a sex tape (@gimmethatagustd)

That Irish barista (@i-am-baechu)

Race to your heart (@jjkeverlast)

Loverboy (@kookslastbutton)

Jeon Jungkook

Do it right (@rerefundslocals)

Gold is dull (@kookluvre) -> (hasn't been updated in awhile but def worth the read)

Best friends (@trivia-yandere)

Need you (@archivedkookie)

Across a crowded room (@monimonimoon)

A little reminder (@beautifulfuckup99)

University superstar (@jungkookstatts)

But we loved too young (@jl-micasea-fics)

Skirt chasers (@1kook)

Big enough for both of us (@btsmosphere)

Bodywork (@angeljeonjk97)

Deep in the woods (@angllicjk)

Angel in the marble (@venusjeon)

Was it better (@gyukookswhore)

97 (@rrjkive)

Lemon sherbet (@extravaguk)

The m-word (@hansolmates)

Head over skates (@mercurygguk)

Gun (@kooeater)

Café o lay (@taesspark)

Guilty pleasures (@kookslastbutton)

Purple car (@fruitmins)

Until my last breath (@iamjungkooked)

Don't want your sympathy (@sketchguk)

Couples shoot (@katnisspeetaprim)

What we need (@jungkookstatts)

Praising (@neo-percs)

Show you what devotion is (@euaphoric)

Pluto (@katnisspeetaprim)

Cherry candy (@bonny-kookoo)

OT7

Before I leave you (@hollyhomburg)

#bts namjoon #bts x reader #fanfic #fanfic rec #bts fanfic #writing #bts taehyung #bts jhope #bts #bts jungkook #bts jimin #seokjin #jimin #taehyung #namjoon #bangtan #bts army #min yoongi #bts jung hoseok