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jiminiecrickets · 10 months

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THE PARADISE PARADOX: PART II. PJM / M!READER

summary. jimin hates it when others lust after what’s his.

wc. 2.5k (nsfw under the cut)

tags. smut | dom bottom!jimin, sub top!reader, vampire!jimin, blood + blood drinking, riding, edging + begging, unprotected sex, creampie, jealousy + posessiveness (jimin)

[ part one ] [ requested ]

fear belongs to him. love belongs to fear, a subset of heart-hammering and bone-shattering primal instinct. thus, love belongs to him.

you belong to him.

he's the one draped on your arm, but nobody in the classically-beautiful bar mistakes it for ownership. they're all beautiful, glossy hair and paper-white teeth that shine a little too sharp when they smile. they know jimin and they know his history, and they keep their seductive touches fleeting and light, even if their red eyes trace your veins with rich, dark intent.

soon enough, you will fall, and jimin will scratch off another mark for his body count.

jimin interrupts a vampire without care for propriety, swaying towards you. "baby," he sighs, a little too high-pitched to not bring his moans to mind. "i'm hungry."

he reads the surprise as easily as anything else. he snakes his arms around your middle and props his cheek on your chest, a familiar pout adorning his primrose lips.

"oh," you manage at last. "okay. well, do you want to go—"

"no," he hums, gaze flicking up to meet the other vampire's. his smile is gloating. "i'll have you right here. i'm sure there's a booth with enough room to hold the both of us."

you glance helplessly back at the vampire you had been speaking to as jimin wraps his fingers tightly around your wrist and pulls you along, as if on a leash. the vampire rolls his eyes, turning to mutter with a blonde, and you catch a few words before you're too far away.

—newest pet won't survive...

jimin leads you up the stairs and bodies part for him like the red sea. you meet the eyes of a young man in the arms of a taller, foreign woman, and something like understanding passes between you.

you are not the only red-blooded individual here tonight, and you are trophies.

his eyes lower first. you take home the gold medal.

like a gentleman, jimin pulls back the heavy red velvet curtain with a playful bow, letting it flow shut behind him. it feels off, heavier than most. sound struggles to break through.

he only uses one hand to push you down onto the loveseat, but it's more than enough to overwhelm you. you gulp as his eyes blaze like flames as he smiles, pink tongue dragging slowly over his fangs.

"pretty baby doesn't know who he belongs to," he coos, tracing your jaw with his fingertips. you lean into his touch and he smiles. "seeing those carrion-eaters touch you like that... you didn't even reject their advances. i'm disappointed, baby."

"peaches, wait—"

"that'll be 'sir' to you tonight, my love." his fingers drop down to tug out your buttons, shearing through them easily. your heart quickens at the display of strength and you don't dare cover your exposed torso, wide eyes trained on his.

eventually, he leans back with a hum to survey his doings. he places his hands on his hips. "much better. see? you know how to be quiet when you want to be. if only you stopped flirting with them earlier – then i wouldn't have to show them whose lips are allowed to touch yours."

he prowls on the loveseat like a predator honed in on its prey, his floral and woodsy cologne masking the scent of blood that clings to him like death to a surgeon. his thighs encase yours and he cups your cheek in his snowy palm, small and deceitfully gentle.

he tilts your head, pressing apart your shoulder and your jaw. for now, he controls himself, but you haven't a doubt in your mind that he can tear you apart like tissue paper.

he hums and makes himself comfortable on your lap, his tight leather pants stretching around his thighs and clinging to his firm calves oh-so prettily. he leans in, his clothed cock pressing against yours, and the visible bulge sends a thrill of desire through you. you reach for it.

he slaps your hand away. his nail cuts a thin red line along the base of your thumb.

"no," he nearly growls, that soft voice of his hardening like ice as he shoves your head against the backrest, licking his lips at the sight of your adam's apple bobbing with each harsh breath and gulp. he presses his thumb against it, giving it an intoxicating kiss that has your body shuddering of its own accord.

"i don't want to hurt you," he whispers against your throat, "but i will, if i must. whatever helps you remember who this body belongs to."

"it's yours," you whisper hoarsely. your hands itch to grab his slim waist and pull him against you, but the reward is not worth the risk. jimin's hips press down in a smooth roll, harder than the rest, with a forgiving smile, and you gasp as he briefly shoves the heel of his palm against your cock. your hands ball into fists on your thighs. "i'm yours! oh, fuck, jimin—"

his fangs slash into your neck. you grunt and one hand shoots up to clutch his hip but he doesn't seem to mind the breach of protocol.

jimin's fingers twist in your hair and he yanks your head to the side, moaning as the thick coppery twang of blood floods his mouth. his cock throbs against yours and the chill of his body clashes with the burn of yours, leaving a throbbing residue of aching pleasure wherever he touches.

your head spins. he takes more than usual, faster than usual, and he isn't so fussed about the delicate nature of mortals and how they can die from the shock of blood loss alone.

he has faith in you. you won't die – you're stronger than that. that's why he hunted you down in the first place.

"sir," you breathe as his cold fingers flutter along your hipbone and into your pants. he grips your cock and it jerks in his palm, leaking and eager. "please, let me see you – sorry, 'm sorry, won't do it again—"

jimin likes this side of you: face warm, pupils blown with lust, your body on display for his eyes only.

under his heavy, roaming gaze, you flush, attempting to pull your shirt over the many marks he loves to leave behind. a rosary of bruises litters your neck just below where your shirt collar sits.

he pulls your hand away, sliding his palm against yours as he pumps your cock, pulling it out of your pants. he hums appreciatively at the sight, blood pulsing from the two little pinpricks on your neck when the seal of his lips breaks, and your breath hitches. it soaks into your shirt.

at last, he draws the flat of his tongue along the length of your jugular, and the bleeding slows to a stop. he kisses the warm marks, curling the slick sweetness into his mouth with the tip of his tongue.

trapped in his fist, your cock leaks over his pretty, pale knuckles. slim and small, his hands are clear of the injuries that make a person – no bruises, no scars. he's flawless as a diamond, and yet despite the allure of perfection, it's the same thing that brings him down.

his body carries no stories. no history. no scars on the knees from childhood tumbles, no pockmarks of teenage acne.

"i love you," he whispers in your ear, and the whole world falls away. everything burns except for him – his fiery touch, his gleaming eyes. the heat of a forest blaze has never been more enticing. you lean into him.

he smiles, your blood dripping down his lips and chin. he swipes his thumb over the corner of his mouth, placing it between his lips with a moan.

jimin pushes you onto your back, turning fluidly with you. he gestures, an elegant flick of his hand, and smiles as you quietly cross your wrists above your head, compliant and tracking his every move with lust-blown pupils.

he leans down with a palm on your chest, slick and serpentine. his lips near your ear.

"good... hands stay there," he whispers, and he lifts his crimson gaze to yours.

the strength of his will snaps against yours like a magnet. yours falls to its knees.

you find that you can't lift your wrists. he's caught you – the fly in his web. your pulse throbs, rare and rabbit-hearted, and he smiles in dark satisfaction as your expression tightens. he strokes you slowly, dragging his tongue against the oozing pinpricks in your neck. he grabs your face with sharp nails and forces your chin down, smiling as you do your best to look him in the eye, lashes fluttering irregularly as the pain and pleasure clash down your spine.

he kisses you softly. his plush lips sting with the coppery twist of blood. "you have such a pretty cock, you know that?" he says gently, pumping it faster and humming as your stomach tenses under his palm. "so pretty... makes me wanna eat it right up," he giggles, scrunching his nose playfully as he shifts on your lap, tossing his platinum hair out of his eyes.

he pouts. "mm... you're so quiet now. don't be shy. you were so happy earlier, yapping away with vultures who would snap your neck in a heartbeat – are you scared, baby? are you scared of me?"

"no," you manage to choke out, the quick, slick sound of your cock in his fist prickling a hard flush up your neck. "n-no, sir – i-i just – ah!"

he loosens his grip. "look at me when you speak to me, baby," he whispers. "don't you know it's rude not to?"

your gaze struggles its way up his exposed chest and pale neck. your jaw aches to clamp down on that pretty stretch of flesh between his neck and shoulder, to fuck him down on your cock and call yourself his.

with a smug glint in his crimson eyes, jimin lowers himself onto your cock, sucking in a soft breath of pleasure. he cups your chin in his hand, forcing your eyes to stay on him, watching him, as he slowly, painfully slowly, buries your cock inside him.

"don't come," he murmurs, and begins to bounce.

his well-loved hole clamps around your cock, wet with lube. you hadn't realised he'd prepped himself. you also hadn't realised he'd stripped off his trousers and torn your shirt and jacket entirely, and that they now puddled carelessly in the corner of the booth. your mind had been too busy swirling with the hot, instinctive, consuming desire to do whatever jimin wished of you.

he moans softly as he speeds up, knees squeezing your hips to keep you from bucking up into him. your nerves feel licked by flames and vacantly, you hear yourself gasping and groaning pathetically, begging him with slurred words and half-syllables to fuck you harder, faster, deeper...

you cry out as he wrenches your head to the side and pierces your jugular, reopening the wounds. his ass slams against your hips with the obscene sound of flesh on flesh and you screw your eyes shut as his tight hole scrapes your cock, his soft walls suffocatingly hot. he gulps down mouthful after mouthful of blood, teeth bared and chin smeared with your thick, hot blood – his claws scrape your temple, stinging and drawing beads of red that drip down the side of your face.

"they can't take care of you as i do, my heart," he hisses, his cries of bliss loud and shameless. "you're mine – mine! you'll moan like this for no one else – do you understand?"

somewhere between the expanding, white-fire throbbing of your cock and the embarrassing sounds slipping from your lips, you agree, babbling obscenities and pleas and apologies for things you can barely remember. your blood feels sticky and warm against your chest, the white shirt glued to your skin. you swallow harshly as jimin smashes his blood-slick lips against yours, panting against each other's lips as his ass clenches irregularly, hot wet walls pumping your aching cock.

"i'm yours, 'm yours, all yours—" you bite down on his shoulder, hips involuntarily chasing his heat "—please let me come, please, sir, please, 'm sorry, 'm s-sorry—!"

"is that right, baby? you're sorry? you won't flirt with worse men right in front of me?" he pants, his reddened cock slapping your stomach and dripping a pool of precum that runs, warm and dizzying, down your sides. "how do i know you're telling the truth?"

"i'm sorry – mngh – won't do it again!" you can't tell where you end and he begins. "please, wanna come, you f-feel so fucking good, i c-can't—"

jimin smiles, fangs poking out over his lower lip, and giggles breathily at your pathetic pleas. you're so silly, he coos to himself – his sweet baby, who loves him more than anything else in the world, who'd allow someone like jimin to rip out your dignity and every shred of power you once had. panting, groaning, perfect body exposed for him to bleed dry – how can he say no to something so cute?

come for me.

the words echo between your ears and your vision whites out as he moans, high and satisfied, in your ear, clamping down around your base as heavy warmth fills him up. he comes hard onto your stomach, glazing it over so prettily – as god intended.

your ears ring as you slump back, nothing but comfortable wool behind those eyes. lazily, jimin strokes your chest and shoulders, rocking his hips slowly to drag out your highs. something clicks in your subconscious and your hands fall to your sides, limp and yours to command once more.

jimin rests against your chest, warm breath puffing shallowly against your neck as he strokes the nape of your neck with slow, mindless circles. he hums, dragging his fingertips against the still-hot blood. he lifts them to his lips and swirls his tongue around them, extracting them with a wet pop.

"you're so pretty when you beg," he whispers, closing his eyes and listening to the strong and steady pumping of your heart. the myocytes, the intercalated discs, the valves – all busy at work to calm you down. if he concentrates hard enough, he feels he can isolate the faint, electric hum of nerve cells, firing constantly across the tiny gaps and zinging down the factory line. “but i can’t have others play with my toys, you understand? what if they break them?”

you mumble something that sounds almost like an 'i’m sorry', and jimin smiles as you shakily wrap your arms around his waist, burying your face in his neck.

"i believe you, baby," he whispers sweetly, kissing your jawline. "but if i see you enjoying someone else's touch once more, i won't go to the trouble of finding a curtain to hide behind again. am i clear, my heart?"

you nod rapidly, squeezing him close. he feels your pleasurable tremble and smiles to himself, stroking your hair gently.

this little game isn't so boring, after all.

#top male reader #x male reader #male reader #bts x male reader #bottom bts #bottom jimin #jimin x male reader #kpop x male reader #bts x reader #kpop x reader #bts smut #jimin smut

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vminhoes · 6 months

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Look what the cat dragged in

Vminkook (Explicit)

The last thing Jimin expected was to see his friend with benefits/roommate Taehyung walk in with his other friend with benefits/frat bro Jungkook.

They both hate each other, but Jimin is an opportunist and won't let their drama ruin a good time

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giventae · 1 month

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But...he's a cheerleader! - chapter 3 update (final chapter)

Kim Taehyung: He’s hot, he’s funny, he’s charming, and he’s the only male cheerleader on the squad. Everybody loves Taehyung.

Park Jimin: He’s hot, he’s athletic, he’s disciplined, and he’s strict when it comes to gender roles. Jimin hates Taehyung.

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taesjoon · 1 year

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BTS Reaction: Losing Their Virginity To You

Pairing: BTS x Male Reader Dom Top: Male Reader, Sub Bottom: BTS Tags: Loss of virginity, anal sex, nervous but excited BTS, no condoms (reader has been tested for STDs), dirty talk, mentions of homophobia, internalized homophobia

RM | Kim Namjoon

Namjoon was nervous even though he initiated it

Forced you to get STD tested again even though you showed him your last test results and assured you hadn't slept with anyone else since you got them

"What if you got drunk and forgot?"

"Namjoon, I took that test just after I started dating you. I didn't cheat on you."

"How can you be sure!?"

He trusted you, he was just anxious

Sure, he could've just got you to wear a condom, but he wanted to feel you without a piece of latex getting in the way

When the day finally came, his nerves had settled somewhat

He got on all fours and let you pour lube on his ass and finger him until he felt he was ready for your cock

"Okay, take it. Take my virginity forever, M/N." he would state, just a shred of nervousness still laced in his voice

You made sure to fuck him slowly at first, waiting for him to adjust to having something inside him

And by the end of it, he was begging for more

Jin | Kim Seokjin

Coming from a traditional (homophobic) family, Jin was scared of the implications having sex with you would bring

But he sure as hell knew he wouldn't be losing his virginity to some girl he wasn't even attracted to

And besides, he would have to get over the internalized homophobia at some point, right?

What better way to do that than to get a dick shoved up your ass?

He was super duper worried that he wouldn't even like anal, or that your cock wouldn't fit inside him

So he bought lube and started fingering himself every day, until he could fit his whole fist up his asshole

And that's when he announced to you: "M/N, I'm ready to have sex with you."

"What got you over your fear?" you questioned

"I can fit my whole fist inside myself now!" he would chuckle, almost like it was one of his bad dad jokes

Your cheeks flushed red and you directed him to the bedroom, both of you getting undressed

Jin moaned so much that night that he couldn't talk in the morning

Nor could he move the bottom half of his body without getting ass pain from the harsh way you fucked into him after visualizing him stuffing his whole fist inside his asshole

Suga | Min Yoongi

Yoongi was surprisingly shy when it came to sexual matters

So shy that you didn't even know he was still a virgin until three months into your relationship

Not that you were judging him, you were just... shocked

He would quietly ask "M/N, what does anal feel like?"

And you'd be far too shocked to answer, just staring at him wide-eyed with your jaw dropped

Once you'd got over your initial reaction, you'd explained to him that it felt good, as long as the person you were fucking worried about your pleasure just as much as their own

His curiosity got the best of him one day, as well as the growing bulge in his boxers, and he finally asked you to just fuck him

You questioned him more than once about if he was truly ready, and his reply was always the same; "Yes, I'm ready."

So you got him to lay on his back naked as you fingered warm lube in and out of his untouched asshole, before lining your cock up to him

"Be a good boy, baby." you whispered in his ear seductively

Not expecting him to moan out "I'm your good boy!" as you thrusted in and out of him

J-Hope | Jung Hoseok

Hoseok was like a needy baby

He had begged you to fuck him countless times before

But whenever you actually tried to, he would get too nervous and ask a million questions until you gave up

This time, however, he was for real

You walked into your shared bedroom to find him laying there naked

And your first thought was "Did you get too hot, baby? I can turn the AC down."

He pouted, only now realizing you didn't think you'd ever actually get to have sex with him

But also smiled a little, because you didn't expect it from him like the people he'd tried to date before

"I'm hard." he stated

"Oh, sorry, baby. I'll go away." you replied, thinking he wanted to masturbate

But as you turned around to leave, he would whine

"Wait! Fuck me?"

You hesitated, thinking of all the times he'd asked you before

"I mean it this time, I promise! I'm ready."

"You've been ready before."

Hoseok sighed and got up, grabbing you and then the lube you kept in the bedside table

He dragged you on top of him and handed you the lube

"I'm ready."

You went to pour lube on your fingers, but he told you not to

"Just put your cock in me."

And that you did

Jimin was the type who wanted you to take his virginity desperately

If he had the choice, he would've slept with you the day he met you

But you were surrounded by other people, so that wasn't gonna happen

Every time you went to his apartment, he couldn't take his hands off you, so ready for you to be with him the way no one else had

Yet you figured he was just an overly affectionate person

So one day, when he was sick of you not taking the hint, he got on your lap

He started kissing down your neck and unbuttoning your shirt

Grinding against you until he was sure you could feel how hard he was

Then he looked in your eyes and said "Fuck me."

You wasted no time in carrying him to the bedroom and getting naked

Grabbing the lube and scissoring your fingers in and out of him as fast as you could

Jimin moaned when you hit his prostate

"Just fuck me!"

You smirked and got on top of him, lining your cock up to his hole

Kissing him before pushing in

You fell asleep that night with scratch marks down your back and Jimin covered in hickeys

V | Kim Taehyung

Taehyung was another that came from a homophobic family, although not as traditional as Seokjin's

You being his first boyfriend, he was still nervous around you

Still hearing what his family said to him when he told them he was gay, let alone what they said when he told them he was dating you

It was already a year into your relationship when he gained the courage to talk to you about sex

"M/N, I've been thinking..."

"About?" you prompted him

Taehyung sighed, knowing it was necessary to continue

He wanted to share everything with you

"I've never orgasmed before. I tried to masturbate once, but since I didn't like girls, I was trying to think about guys, but then it felt wrong because my family always told me it was wrong."

"Where are you going with this, baby?"

"I want to have sex with you. I want to do it right now. But I'm scared."

You hugged him before holding his hands gently and looking in his eyes

"Sweetheart, I know it's difficult. But what your family said to you is not true. You're perfect just the way you are, and I hope that I can say this without being wrong: you love me, and that's all that matters."

"I do love you. So much."

"If it makes you uncomfortable, we don't have to have sex. Ever. But if you want to do it, then I'd be more than happy to."

Taehyung nodded and kissed you, getting up and pulling you to the bedroom

The fact that you loved him enough that you would respect his boundaries like that was enough for him

He let you finger him, trying his best to get over his nerves

Before getting himself so worked up that he was practically begging you to fuck him 'til he couldn't walk

Jung Kook | Jeon Jungkook

Jungkook was comfortable with himself by now

And completely obsessed with your body

Although you had seen each other naked plenty of times, something always ended up getting in the way of you sleeping together

But tonight, Jungkook wasn't gonna let it

As soon as you got home from your date, he pushed you into the bedroom

Kissing you heavily as he tried to pull your clothes off

As soon as you were in the bedroom, he grabbed the lube and handed it to you

"Make it quick," he said, in reference to prepping him, "and then fuck me so hard I can't walk."

He hastily took his clothes off as you removed yours, laying on his stomach so you could finger him

"M/N, hurry up! I want you..."

You did as told, speeding up before pushing your cock inside him

He moaned and whined, torn between pain and pleasure from the stretch

You hesitated as you bottomed out inside him, waiting for him to say something

His only words were "Don't stop! Just fuck me."

So you started thrusting in and out of him

Revelling in his moans and the way he yelled out your name

"Oh my god, M/N! I'm gonna cum!"

Jungkook never wanted to take his hands off you again after that

#bts #bts x male reader #top male reader #bottom namjoon #bottom jin #bottom yoongi #bottom hoseok #bottom jimin #bottom taehyung #bottom jungkook #internalized homophobia

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vmin-fic-recs · 5 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Kim Taehyung | V/Park Jimin Characters: Kim Taehyung | V, Park Jimin (BTS) Additional Tags: Marathon Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Top Kim Taehyung | V, Bottom Park Jimin (BTS), Unprotected Sex, Anal Sex, Drunk Sex, Friends to Lovers, Canon Compliant, Coming Untouched, Friends With Benefits, Fluff, Crack Treated Seriously, Humor, Banter, Kissing, Multiple Sex Positions, Getting Together, In Love The Whole Time, weirdly sweet, PWP Series: Part 61 of Works That I Had Orphaned In The Past Summary:

They were pretty much dating already, might as well make it official. What better time to do that then when Taehyung is balls deep in Jimin's ass?!

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omegaminie · 11 days

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you keep me going - vmin au

Summary:

Alpha Taehyung is on military leave and returns home to mate with his Omega Jimin.

#bts au #vmin #jimin x taehyung #bts smut #pwp #omega jimin #alpha taehyung #bottom jimin #top taehyung

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kookminlibrary · 3 months

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Seeds of a Broken Heart by annie_vi

Vorfreude (noun): a feeling of joyful anticipation for something pleasurable or something desired in the future.

OR: In the midst of training to audition for a selective and prestigious dance company, Jeon Jeongguk meets an enigmatic, big-mouthed, experienced dancer with the same passion and the same endgame – or so he thinks.

#bts #fanfic #jikook #jimin #jungkook #top jungkook #bottom jimin #angst #fluff #smut #ansgt with a happy ending #romance #strangers to lovers #denial of feelings #Park Jimin is Bad At Feelings #Emotional Manipulation #Mildly Dubious Consent #over 50k #mature (m)

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biiigpurr · 2 years

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Somnophilliac

PJM x Male Reader

This is from our book 'Dark Desires' on Wattpad.

Disclaimer:

MATURE M x M CONTENT

This is a oneshot that contains content of an adult nature.

If you are easily offended or are under the age of 18, please do not read.

This scenario is intended for adults of all sexualities, genders, and types.

Reader discretion is advised.

Don't spread hate in the comments.

❝ Somnophilia: a paraphilia that causes someone to get sexually aroused by a sleeping person ❞

You couldn’t lie… You’ve dreamt of this moment, but never thought it'd become reality.

-1st Person-

Hyung’s soft body, next to mine. The only thing keeping me from touching him is this damned hotel blanket and sheer willpower.

I was hella nervous and worried if anyone knew what I thought about my favorite hyung.

Is it wrong of me to think of him like that, especially my best friend? None other than, the member of our boy group that I dreamed of, our one and only Park Jimin, who's also my roommate.

Being in the public eye about 18/7 since we debuted 7 years ago, we couldn't explore our sexuality and we were always sexually frustrated. We felt so horrible, so constipated with horniness, and we had to figure out how to express it in our own ways.

My dreams started when I was 19 and Jimin was 20, during the Wings era. We were practicing the dance for BST that evening, all of us stretching.

Jimin caught my eye as he stretched, I couldn’t help but watch him. It was something about how his thighs and ass looked in the jeans he was wearing that turned me on suddenly, causing me to have a not-so-little problem downstairs.

He was extremely flexible as well, so it caused me to have even more dirty thoughts. I had to excuse myself for a few minutes, saying I had a stomach ache when really, I went to the bathroom to get rid of my problem. Shockingly, as soon as I saw Jimin, I got hard again.

>>>>>

It has been almost 4 years since then, and now we are making a new comeback. It was getting way to fucking hard to avoid my newfound feelings for Jimin, especially since we share the same bed and he often liked to cuddle me.

Of course he did it unconsciously, but it was still effective. What made it even harder was that I had somnophilia, so things weren't the best for me even when Jimin was asleep. I just knew he wouldn't feel the same way I did about him and would be weirded out by my condition, so I kept my mouth shut.

I didn't want our 6, almost 7 year friendship to get awkward because of my feelings, or even worse; he'd leave the group and call me a “faggot”. Even though I knew he hated that word, you never know when someone could say it to you.

"Y/n ah, I'm trying to sleep. Can you stop mumbling, please?"

I heard Jimin whimper as he turned around in our bed to face me, seeing me with the small light on my book as I was supposed to be reading, my shoulders against the headboard. "Oh... I’m sorry, hyung. I didn't realize I was mumbling. I didn’t mean to wake you." I smiled softly, bowing my head a bit as I went back to reading my book. He smiled as well and wiggled over, resting his cheek on my lower stomach.

I wasn't too bothered by it, but his chin was literally on my crotch and I begged myself not to get a boner. If I did, all my fears would come true. I didn't want to lose Jimin, we had been through so much together and he meant so much to me.

If I lost him, I don't know what I would do.

I was majorly depressed even before I joined BTS, and the pressure of being in the public eye, debuting and performing started to take a toll on me. Jimin was always there to cheer me up, and even brought me sweets one time because I had gotten mentally scarred by a girl throwing her panties in my face…

I had to sit out for the rest of the Love Yourself Tour.

I let out a small huff, going back to reading my book. I couldn't focus though, considering Jimin kept on moving and brushing up against my crotch every now and then. I started to space out again, my eyes peeling from my book to Jimin's perfect, fluffy head of hair. They’d then travel down his back, stopping at his waist where the blanket laid. I looked down at his sleeping head, I could feel his mouth ajar.

"J-Jiminie hyung, wake up."

I stuttered, shaking his shoulder softly. He let out a small whine, moving his face down to my crotch and rubbing his cheek against it. "J-Jimin, get up." I blushed even more, trying to pry his face off me. "You know you like it, Y/N-ah. You like me touching you, don't you?” Jimin looked up, his eyes hooded as he squished his face against my stomach, his lips shining with chapstick and spit.

They were so pink and plump, making my mind think of dirty scenarios I knew I would never be in. “I know about your somnophilia. Frankly Y/N ah, it makes me even hornier for you." Jimin’s words shocked me, my mouth falling open.

1: I thought he was asleep, and 2: I can’t believe he knew, I never told anyone.

"H-How did you-."

"Oh, Y/N ah, you’re so naive. We've known each other for years. You’d think we'd figure out we were masturbating to the thought of the other." Jimin softly rolled his eyes, sitting up and straddling my waist. "H-Hyung, I-I-." Once again, I was cut off by him. "Just shut up and accept the fact that I’ve liked you too, for a long time." He hummed, grabbing my cheeks and pulling my face to his, our lips molding together in a rough but passionate kiss.

Jimin took the book out of my hand, throwing it somewhere in our room and wrapping his arms around my neck. He rested against my chest and started kissing down my neck, leaving multiple dark hickeys. "H-Hyung, everyone's going to see those..." I whispered, my cheeks flushed a bright red as I tightened my grip on his hips.

"Who cares? You're mine, I want everyone to know that. What better way than to mark my territory, hmm?" Jimin hummed in my ear after pulling away from my neck, kissing me again and biting onto my bottom lip softly.

I was about to return the favor before he suddenly leaned away and took off my shirt. He pushed me back down onto the bed, making his way down to my pajama pants. You could clearly see my erection, considering I wasn't wearing any underwear. He chuckled when he realized this, tugging down my pants and immediately taking my length in his hand. "J-Jiminie-." I whimpered.

"Shh, Be quiet. Understood? The others are still asleep."

He flashed me a devilish smile, a dimple appearing on the right side, which quickly disappeared as he started to jerk me off at a fast pace. I gasped softly, leaning my head back on the headboard and closing my eyes. I moved my hand down to Jimin's shoulder, tracing my hand up his neck and into his hair. I tugged at it a bit as he continued to jerk me off faster and faster.

I gasped sharply, letting out a small groan after he wrapped his lips around my tip. He immediately took me whole, bobbing his head, his hand pumping whatever he couldn't fit in his mouth. The visual I was receiving was extremely gorgeous that I wished I had my phone to record it.

"J-Jimin-." I whined a bit after a few minutes, feeling my orgasm near. He suddenly pulled away, putting my member near his face and jerking me off again. "Fuck- " I grunted, cumming on Jimin's lips, chin, and cheek. I felt myself remaining hard as I saw his expression, his eyes hooded with lust, his lips a bright red and a soft blush on his perfect cheeks, my cum still on his face. "Fuck, Jiminie hyung."

I groaned, grabbing a tissue from the nightstand and wiping off his face. He smiled softly and moved away from me as soon as I was done, his fingers toying with the trim of his underwear. I groaned as I saw his underwear, he was wearing a black lace jockstrap.

How did I not fucking realize this?

He giggled softly at my reaction, quickly pulling them off and straddling me again. "No prep?" My eyes widened softly as I saw him reaching back and felt him grab me, quickly making me stop him. "I played with myself earlier in the bathroom, that's why it took so long for me to get back." Jimin smiled, earning a hot blush on my face and a nod from me. He began to lower himself on me, the tip of my member slowly entering him. "So B- Big!" He stuttered and gasped, eventually stopping when I bottomed out.

Jimin suddenly began riding me, his thighs pressed against my hips. I groaned as I placed my hands on them, gripping his soft plump thighs as I watched his hard erection bounce. He hopped up and down on my length. "You're so pretty, hyung." I mumbled, looking up at his lewd face.

He smirked softly, digging his nails into my chest as he sped up his hip movements. "T-Thank you, Y/N-ah." His smirk suddenly dropped as I snapped my hips up, immediately thrusting into his prostate. "FUCK, Y/N-!"

Jimin whined, trying his best to calm down his moans as I thrusted into him over and over again. "I’m gonna cum!" He gasped, causing me to snap my hips up one more time before he came. “Y/N fuck me until you cum, Baby.” My eyes widened. “R-Really?” Jimin giggled and laid down with his chest in the sheets. I sucked air between my teeth as I smirked and got on my knees positioning myself behind him. He bit his lip as he watched me push inside him.

“FUCK!” I leaned forward and grabbed his shoulders, bringing his back to my chest, “Shhh. Don’t need anyone hearing us, Hyung.” I whispered, “Mmf!” He muffled his moan as I bucked my hips into his ass, a lovely skin smacking noise echoing into the room. “Damn, hyung. Your ass feels so good.” I moaned softly as he started pushing his hips back to meet my thrusts. “I’m going to cum, hyung.” I stuttered as my thrusts became sloppy and sped up.

He rested his shoulders on the bed and smiled as he began to twerk faster. I rested my hands on my hips and let him fuck himself. I gripped his hips and slammed him against me once more before pulling out and cumming up and down his back. We both laid onto the bed holding each other close and peppering little kisses on each other.

"Round 2?" I asked.

“In the shower?” Jimin purred.

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Chapter 7 of The Hunter and the Komiho is now posted on AO3. Link Below.

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꒰ kookmin drabble ꒱ 18+

dilf jungkook x neighbor boy jimin - 3.7K

jeongguk doesn’t know how it got to this. he's fucking married. he shouldn’t be doing this.

⚠︎ content warnings: cheating, afab jimin, vaginal sex, blowjobs, spanking, cunnilingus.

MDNI

no matter how wrong it is and how badly he wishes it to stop, jimin seems to be able to play him like a fiddle to get what he wants. jeongguk doesn’t want to be a liar. he doesn’t want to sneak around behind his wife’s back. he doesn’t want to be a cheater.

he’s never been one to take infidelity lightly, but jimin has been able to lure him in and transform him into an unrecognizable version of himself.

he would say he wants to it stop but he doesn’t want to lie.

he couldn’t stop if he wanted to. not with jimin being so jimin.

it started with that coincidental conversation a few weeks ago.

jeongguk was in the driveway, unloading groceries that he’d picked up for his wife who wouldn’t be home until much later due to work.

these days, she began returning up later and later more often than not. jeongguk had come to terms that he would be eating dinner alone during the week. even on the weekends, jeongguk noticed the little ways she avoided his touch and ran to her office the first chance she got.

he should be able to empathize with her claims of heavy stress and not being in the mood. for the most part, he could, but jeongguk found himself bored. nothing was stimulating. not television, golf, gym workouts, or meeting his friends for the occasional lunch.

they had new neighbors move in next door about a month ago, the parks. the older couple only had one son, jimin, a bubbly pink-haired university student who drove an obnoxiously loud and expensive racing car his parents must have gifted him.

until that day, jeongguk had only gained a few glimpses of him, exchanging polite waves or quick good mornings and good evenings.

but this day was different. jimin was passing by, offering jeongguk help to bring in his groceries after seeing his lonesome struggle.

jeongguk had eyed him warily, subtly studying his tight shorts and crop top, dolled up in cute makeup that made his already plump lips appear fuller and glossier. jimin had batted those dark lashes at him, grinning cheekily as he stepped closer.

he had laughed at jeongguk's initial reluctance, pouting with his hands behind his back and puffing out his chest that had jeongguk gulping from the slight bounce of his breasts.

“come on, i can’t be neighborly?”

after a moment, jeongguk relented, nodding. “sure, thanks for the help. i’ll show you in.”

after unloading and putting away the rest of the items, jimin hummed, trailing his fingers along the long hallway that led into the kitchen.

“such a big house for just you and your wife,” he observed, eyes surveying the high ceilings and crown molding, “must get lonely.”

jeongguk grunted in agreement. “i guess you could say that. she works more than me.”

his sneakers squeaked on the tiles as he turned in jeongguk’s direction. he was leaning on the counter, watching jimin subtly move closer and closer until he pressed himself to jeongguk’s side, all rosy cheeks and lithe legs. this close, a black script tattoo peeked from under his crop top.

those brown, bambi eyes had caught jeongguk’s attention, though. he found himself swallowing thickly as jimin’s fingers ran up his arm, tracing along his toned biceps bulging from his short sleeve t-shirt. jimin gave him a close-lipped, teasing smile as he inched closer.

he didn’t know what jimin was trying to do. he knew jeongguk was married, so why did it feel like he was trying to make a move on him?

“you know what they say about loneliness.” jimin breathed, his dark lashes fluttering.

he smelt like a delicious blend of pastries and peaches along with traces of his coconut shampoo wafting from his pink hair. jeongguk found himself subconsciously leaning forward, inhaling more of the concoction of sweets.

his eyes twitched, actively fighting the overwhelming urge to reach out and run his hand over the creamy, smooth skin of jimin’s cheek. he wanted to caress the deep cupid bow of his top lip.

he had to quickly divert his attention in an effort to rid his brain of the indecent train of thought.

“uh n-no, what do they say?” jeongguk answered, crossing his arms over his chest to contain himself.

placing one palm over jeongguk’s chest, jimin leaned forward until their lips were only a breath away from touching. jeongguk could feel his cock fattening in his sweatpants alarmingly fast.

he smiled, an adorable crooked tooth digging softly into the plump flesh of his bottom lip. “it makes you horny.”

that snapped jeongguk out of his aroma-induced trance, “what are you on about - “

jimin’s lips were on his before he could finish. a soft, gentle peck, wet with his cherry-flavored lip gloss. subconsciously, his tongue swept over his lips to taste the leftover, sticky gloss. he had closed his eyes without thinking.

giggling when he pulled back, jimin’s hand traveled to the rising tent in jeongguk’s pants, rubbing over his erection through the material.

he jumped, startled at the forward move, and pushed his hands away.

“i-i’m married, jimin. stop it.”

his soft, taut stomach brushed against his forearm.

he sighed and frowned, “jeez, don’t you wanna have a little fun?”

jimin had slowly cornered him against the counter, grinding their crotches together as his thin arms hooked around jeongguk’s neck. clearly, he wasn't taking no for an answer.

jeongguk turned his head away, deliberately trying to ignore his growing arousal. his arms hung uselessly at his sides as jimin pressed closer, making the sweetest noise in the back of his throat as he continued to grind in small motions.

he couldn’t deny jimin was beautiful, with his doll-like features and fat, round ass that already had jeongguk weak and salivating. still, he knew this was wrong. he squeezed his eyes shut, urging his common sense to take control of his body and shove jimin away.

“no one has to know,” jimin whispered against his neck, hovering with teasing breaths, and lashes brushing the tops of his cheeks, “it can be our little secret.”

jeongguk’s mouth is frozen. maybe the best response is no response.

“come on, daddy, i know you want to fuck me. the evidence is pressed right up against me,” jimin nibbled his jawline as he brought jeongguk’s hands to rest over the mounds of his ass cheeks. arousal boils under his skin at the sound of jimin’s honey voice calling him fucking daddy. his hands twitched where they laid on jimin’s ass. the soft fat spilled from the denim shorts, perky and creamy smooth.

jimin licked the shell of his ear, adding, “i might even let you rough me up a little.”

fuck it. it’ll only be one time.

“fucking brat.” jeongguk hissed, turning his head to the side to meet his gaze.

he roughly cupped jimin’s ass in his hands, loving how they filled his large palms perfectly. rocking back into the touch, jimin mewled at the rough nails digging into the meat of his ass.

“you love it.” jimin breathed, surging forward on his tippy toes to slot their open mouths together in a filthy kiss.

jeongguk brought jimin closer, cock teasing the outline of his cunt through his shorts. the kiss ignited a feeling jeongguk hadn’t felt in a long time. years, even. he felt wanted.

sucking jimin’s bottom lip into his mouth, his hands traveled to the waistband of jimin’s shorts before shoving his hands underneath to fondle his bare ass. jimin responded with a beautiful moan.

the next second, jimin was dropping to his knees, nuzzling his erection through his pants and staring up at him with lust-blown eyes.

his hands found their way into jimin’s pink hair as he tugged jeongguk's cock free from its confines.

jimin’s eyes widened at the sight of the thick length, flushed red and leaking at the tip. jimin gripped him by the base, easing his mouth around the head to give it a gentle suck.

plush pink lips widened around his girth, a sweet moan vibrating from jimin’s throat. messily, jimin popped off his length before saying, “does your wife not realize how lucky she is to have a husband with a cock like this?”

jeongguk’s heart skipped in his chest at the mention of his wife.

“let’s not talk about her while we’re doing this.”

jimin gave him a smug grin before moving along jeongguk’s length, smothering the entirety of it with lewd open-mouth kisses, the sensation of his velvety tongue and copious amounts of spit had fire spreading in jeongguk’s gut.

it had been too long since he had a blowjob.

“why?” jimin kitten licked the head of his cock. “all i know is that if you were my husband, i’d wake you up with a blowjob every morning.”

jeongguk huffed through his nose, tugging jimin’s head back. he didn’t want to think about how lovely that idea sounded.

“stop talking already," he ordered instead, "it’s not gonna suck itself.”

jimin laughed but got to work, swallowing his length down in one go, bobbing his head as his eyes brimmed with jeweled tears. grunting, jeongguk’s thumb caressed the boy’s flushed cheek. he admired jimin’s skilled mouth slobbering over his cock. he didn't care how messy it was. jeongguk had never seen someone so cute look so obscene.

“you like having daddy’s cock down your throat?”

jimin moaned loudly around jeongguk in response, his tongue flicking devilishly into his slit and sweeping over his frenulum.

when he noticed one of jimin’s small hands disappearing into his little shorts to rub his pussy and make the sweetest mewl, jeongguk broke. he pulled jimin off, tugging him impatiently by the hand toward his bedroom. jimin followed along, giggling at his urgency.

when they got past the door, jeongguk threw jimin on the bed unkindly, undressing completely before joining him on the mattress. jimin gave him a stare that had adrenaline charging through him.

“gonna fuck me on the same bed you fuck your wife?” jimin whispered as jeongguk climbed on top of him, their foreheads nearly touching.

he roughly discarded jimin’s crop top, fondling his exposed, perky breasts as began to devour jimin’s neck with a trail of hickeys.

“when are you going to be a good boy and shut your mouth?” he muttered in between sucks.

his mouth traveled to jimin’s breast, locking eyes as he wrapped his lips around one of his sensitive, brown nipples. jimin gasped cutely, hands fisting the sheets next to his head.

“as — as soon as you give me a reason to.”

jeongguk bit his nipple for that, two fingers tweaking and pulling the other nub not encased by his blazing hot mouth.

jimin rutted forward, grinding his pussy on jeongguk’s thigh slotted between his legs. eyes fluttering at the delicious pressure against his clit and pleasing sensation of teeth dragging along his nipple.

“so desperate, huh?” jeongguk murmured, leveling his face with jimin’s equally flustered one, pressing his thigh harder against jimin’s cunt. “riding my thigh like a whore.”

“just want you to fuck me, daddy,” jimin breathed, sensually flicking his tongue over his reddened bottom lip.

one of jeongguk’s calloused hands skimmed along the smooth plane of jimin’s stomach before dipping beneath his shorts to cup his warm, soaking-wet vulva. jeongguk raises his brow at jimin when he feels complete, bare skin.

“hm, no panties?” jeongguk murmured, leaning down to nip at jimin’s earlobe. “little brat wants to get fucked that bad?”

jimin nodded furiously, a cute furrow creasing between his manicured brows.

jeongguk leaned back on his haunches, forcing jimin’s hips off of the bed as he ripped the teeny pair of shorts off.

he parted jimin’s thighs to expose his pussy, marveling at the peachy pink color of its chubby lips that hid his folds. fuck, he’s never wanted to be inside someone so badly. jimin is the epitome of beauty, young and fun, basically everything the opposite of jeongguk, and he’s asking jeongguk to defile him?

“why me?” he couldn't help but ask.

“older guys like you know how to fuck. i’m tired of the ones my age who can’t make me come,” jimin explained, as if it were the most obvious answer, before adding, “plus, you’re exactly my type. married and sexy.”

with a flirtatious wink, jimin spreads his thighs more, using two fingers to spread his pussy and display the creamy slick gathered at his entrance. jeongguk’s mouth watered at the vision, his body moving on autopilot to position himself between jimin’s legs.

“fucking whore,” he grinned fondly.

jimin squeaked when jeongguk ducked down, lavishing his slit with tender kisses. the contact made his hips jerk and tummy tighten.

“oh,” jimin breathed, hands carding through jeongguk’s hair, watching him flick his tongue along and between his silky folds, using his own two fingers to keep his pussy split open.

jeongguk lapped at his cunt with vulgar movements, humming into his pussy as he tasted the heady sweetness of jimin’s slick.

jeongguk circled his pointed tongue around jimin’s clit, massaging the sensitive bud with increasing pressure. jimin bit his lip harder as his eyes fluttered with the indescribable pleasure of jeongguk’s skilled tongue.

“fu-fuck, eating my pussy so - so good,” jimin slurred.

jeongguk groaned, sucking around jimin’s clit until he saw the boy’s eyes roll back in his head and felt his hips twitch.

“daddy, fuck! there!” jimin’s fingers tightened in his hair as his hips rolled forward against jeongguk’s tongue that’s bringing him closer and closer to the edge.

suddenly, jeongguk lifted his mouth off jimin’s pussy, hastily moving to his mouth for a chaste, dirty kiss.

“no,” jimin whined, pulling away, “why’d you stop?”

“quiet,” jeongguk scolded, two fingers thrusting inside jimin’s cunt with no warning.

arching from the bed, jimin grabbed jeongguk’s shoulders to hold on to as jeongguk’s fingers curled inside him every swift motion inside. jimin found himself entranced by the way jeongguk’s thick fingers fucked inside his cunt, rubbing against his sweet spot with mind-blowing pressure. his tummy coiled tightly with his impending orgasm, pussy squelching with the never ending flow of his wetness.

being with a married man was doing wonders for jimin’s ego.

“look at me,” jeongguk ordered, his thumb returning to massage jimin’s clit, adding to the euphoric feeling that had jimin’s toes curling.

as jimin locked eyes with jeongguk’s darker ones, his mouth opened with a continuous flow of breathy whines.

“you hear your messy little pussy? so fucking wet for me,” jeongguk leaned forward to suck jimin’s bottom lip into his mouth.

after a moment, jeongguk scanned jimin’s face, reading every rapid change of his expression to make him cum.

“just for you -- just this wet for you,” jimin mewled, hips bucking erratically as jeongguk continues to thrust his fingers expertly against his sweet spot.

although jeongguk’s fingers slow their pace, his thumb doesn’t stop its tortuous movements over his clit. instead, his fingers curled against his sweet spot, massaging it with such ferocity that jimin’s orgasm hit him like a speeding train, wracking through his body all at once as he squirted, clenching around his slender fingers violently.

jimin was dizzy and breathless by the time he came down from his orgasm. fingers slipped out delicately as jeongguk trailed tender kisses along his neck.

“did that feel good, baby?”

instead of answering, jimin flipped jeongguk on his back before climbing on top of him, ass resting just above the tip.

“can’t wait any longer. need you inside me,” jimin lifted himself up, positioning his hard cock at his entrance before sinking down on his length.

little hands gripped jeongguk’s chest, reveling in the feeling of the large cock sheathing itself inside his slick, soppy cunt, inch by inch.

jeongguk growled, hands gripping the doughy mounds of his asscheeks as jimin squeezed around him and his brown eyes glazed over with bliss.

the satin walls of jimin’s pussy tightening spastically had jeongguk thrusting upward subconsciously until his hips were flush against jimin’s ass.

“love daddy’s cock, fuck, it’s so big - feels so good,” jimin gasped, throwing his head back as he desperately began to bounce on jeongguk’s length. small, round breasts jiggling with his efforts, nipples peaked from his arousal. jeongguk wanted to pinch himself to check if this was real life.

“god, your pussy’s so tight, jimin-ah,” jeongguk’s hands latched on his fleshy hips, guiding their movements to a hurried pace. rolling his hips up every time jimin came back down, jeongguk repeatedly shoved up, sweat breaking out on his forehead. the feeling of jimin’s cunt was sending him into a lustful frenzy.

“you take it so well you must be a whore,” jeongguk spat, staring where their bodies joined, watching his cock disappear over and over past his soft entrance, engorged pussy lips expanding around the wide girth.

jimin’s hand reached down to rub at his clit, heavy lidded eyes gazing down at jeongguk as short, choked breaths fell from his heart shaped lips, swollen from their kisses.

“can’t ‘elp it,” jimin whined, circling his clit faster as jeongguk’s pace quickened until all jeongguk could hear were his overwhelmed, gasping moans and the vulgar sound of his hips meeting the skin of his ass.

jimin squealed in surprise when jeongguk suddenly slipped out of him and flipped him on his stomach. as jimin’s face landed in the sheets, hands grasped his hips, pulling him up by the waist and cock pushing inside his pussy all at once.

from there, jeongguk set an extraordinary pace, every brutal slap of his hips, his cock reaching deeper. his pussy had grown wetter, his creamy slick drenching the older's cock with a filthy sheen.

jimin mewled happily at the bruising momentum, drool dripping from his lips as jeongguk pounded his pussy mercilessly. his clit throbbed between his legs, only receiving partial contact from jeongguk’s balls smacking against his cunt from his thrusts.

“is my pussy better - better than your wife’s?” jimin taunted as he peered behind him. jeongguk peered back with slanted eyes and a mean frown, the muscles of his chest coated with a thin sheen of sweat.

a stinging grip in jimin’s candy pink hair turned to a yank as jeongguk pulled his head back, forcing the younger to bare his neck and curve his back; fucking with teasing grinds as his cock forged deeper inside jimin’s pussy with the new angle, his lips found his ear.

“your pussy is heaven, baby,” jeongguk whispered before releasing his hold on his hair. he reared back, smacking jimin’s ass in quick succession, admiring how the milky skin turned a bright, glowing pink.

“yes, spank me!” jimin screamed, “just like that, please!”

jeongguk gave each cheek the same treatment, twice over, relishing in each pleased squeal from the boy below him. what a kinky little brat.

“is my dick the best you’ve ever had?”

jeongguk’s palm forced jimin’s cheek against the mattress as he continued his insatiable pounding.

“yes! best dick i’ve ever - ever had! need more,” jimin slurred as his cock hit his sweet spot on every slide inside. “touch me, touch me, touch me, please.”

“touch where?”

“my - ah - my clit, daddy,”

jeongguk smirked at jimin’s begging, flipping jimin on his back before sliding inside once more, cupping his face as he leisurely rolled his hips forward.

jimin’s teary eyes looked up at him, lip trembling. “so close, please -- fuck me harder. wanna feel you for days.”

jeongguk placed two fingers at jimin’s lips, silenting asking for his mouth to open. jimin parted his lips and sucked the fingers in his mouth.

“get ‘em nice and wet for me,” jeongguk whispered huskily, eyes glued to the filthy movement of jimin’s tongue drenching the digits in saliva.

after a moment, he relented, returning to jimin’s hardened clit to circle the tiny nub with his two fingers, newly slick with spit. with the effortless friction massaging his clit mingling with the cock ruining his pussy with his mind-blowing pace, jimin felt like he was going to lose his mind.

“don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop,” he panted, eyes rolling in his head. jimin could feel the heat coiling in his gut about to snap, the taut muscles of his abdomen clenching sporadically with the overpowering stimulation. his body was being jerked by the powerful thrusts, back gliding up the sheets with the punishing force.

using one hand to wrap around jimin’s neck and the other still relentlessly working over jimin’s clit, jeongguk abruptly thrust against his sweet spot.

that’s all it took for jimin to cum, shaking and twitching as his pussy gushes, spraying slick around jeongguk’s cock still lodged inside him, gasping and babbling curses as another orgasm rips through him.

“that’s it baby,” jeongguk soothed, massaging his clit in tighter circles. whispers fell from his lips, oversensitive as he floated back down from his orgasm; cheeks burning from the realization he came twice but jeongguk hadn’t once.

“wan’ daddy to cum, please, cum inside my pussy - need to feel it,” jimin pleaded, batting his lashes at the older man.

his hips moved on their own, chasing his orgasm while wrapping his larger hands around jimin’s throat for leverage. although jimin’s eyes widen in surprise at his firm grip, jimin quickly succumbed to his erratic strokes as he fucked inside. gritting his teeth, jeongguk felt his own orgasm hit, jimin clenching down with wicked force.

his thighs trembled as he painted the inside of his tight pussy, shooting endless waves of cum within jimin's velvety walls. afterward, he collapsed, releasing his hold on the younger’s neck and kissing him senselessly.

“we really made a mess, huh?” jeongguk observed as took in the tousled and stained sheets under them.

jimin laughed, tucking jeongguk’s hair behind his ear, “the first of many.”

he could admit that he liked the sound of that, even if it made him a horrible husband.

when it became a routine for them, fucking whenever his wife was out or working, on any surface available, for the first time in years, jeongguk felt excited again. he felt young again.

what his wife didn’t know, wouldn’t hurt her.

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