Chapter 13: Awakened Dominance

It had most certainly been a while since he felt like this, feeling the addicting burning sensation in his stomach and the twitching of his hole in need. With the steam of their ragged breaths hovering over the bedroom, Jimin let himself be dominated by Jungkook. In aggressive kisses, the actor started stripping the writer from his shirt as their bodies were pressed together. Both males knelt in the writer's bed devouring each other's lips still fully clothed -minus the writer's shirt- thoughts mixed yet mind driven by their sexual desires.

"Nngh!" Jimin's body was pushed back against the bed while Jungkook hovered above him, grabbing his wrists and pinning them above his head against the mattress with dark and lustful eyes. "Do you trust me?" He grinds his hips down, clothed erections tightly pressed against the fabric of their boxers as their clothed jeans formed friction. "Yes-ha..ahh~" Jimin leaned his head back with closed eyes and his Adam's apple bobbed down a gulp; the skin of his neck already pink and glimmering from the love bites the younger had given him. "Your safe word is Samgyeopsal." The kinky actor grinned as his right hand left the hold on the writer's pinned hands to search for an object in his jean's back pocket. "You're a kinky one aren't you~ ah~" Jimin moaned when Jungkook thrusted his hips fast and bit his neck for a future red mark.

"You have no idea." The younger chuckled and once his right hand grasped the object, he pulled it out and before the older could notice his hands were extended before him and he opened his eyes to see Jungkook smirking as he tied the wrists with a grey tie.

"So how much fun did my boyfriend have with Min Yoongi at dinner?" The dominant paused and gazed into the submissive's widened eyes. "You looked at me in the eyes and then agreed to go to dinner with him, does that sound like something a good boyfriend would do? Or does it sound like something ...naughty? Huh, Jimin-ssi~" Jungkook paused before tying the writer's wrists completely followed by pinning them once again behind his head with his left hand. "Say, what do you deserve for disrespecting me in front of the whole board meeting? ...A punishment?"

"F-Fuc-Uhk" Jimin hissed when the dominant clasped his crotch between his right hand at the same time he harshly dabbed his wet tongue around the pink bud of his nipple followed by biting it between his pair of white bunny teeth. There was another way of punishing the male, and the dominant was making use of it; he was unleashed. It was all about the punishment, Jungkook undid the writer's jean zipper after unbuttoning it. "It seems I have to teach you where naughty boys belong." The actor paused before digging his left hand's nails against the writer's tied wrists.

"Where you belong."

Jimin furrowed his brows as his head jerked back and he released a painful moan. "AHH!" This was new for him, the harsh grip on his wrists was unexpectedly turning him on. For the first time his hands were tied during sex, and there has never been someone punishing him like this; excluding the last time he saw the raven-haired actor where he was given an ice punishment. Jungkook's right hand tugged down the fabric of his jeans in a slow teasing way. "Do you know where you belong Jimin-ssi?" The jeans were harshly tugged down now until his knees and his stomach tensed when the actor's fingers pressed against the fabric of his apricot colored Croota underwear.

"Answer me." Jungkook growled as he raised the elastic band of Jimin's underwear and let it slap his skin with force forcing a hiss from the submissive. "N-No. Can you tell me?" The writer's eyes opened to gaze at the dominant male hovering above him with a darkening chuckle. "What's your safe word?" Asked Jungkook in a paused way to make sure the other heard hin clearly; low like a whisper yet loud with desire.

"Samgyeopsal" The writer answered, and triggered the unleashed dominance over the male above him to begin working.

In five seconds exactly, Jimin's jeans were on the floor along with his Croota boxers and he was turned around, knees bent and plump ass in the air just in front of Jungkook's clothed erection; his cheeks pressed against his forearms a few centimeters lower than tied wrists. "You belong below me, begging for forgiveness." The dominant answered the question and with hands undid the zipper of his jeans and pushed the sides apart to lessen the pressure against his bulging erection. "Who did you refuse?" Jungkook's pupils dilated in a large black that almost covered the whole chocolate iris of his eyes.

"Y-You." Jimin whispered, he was excited. This was unknown yet thrilling. He was a little embarrassed about the position he was in but the emotion was overwhelmed by the giant thought that was coursing through his mind. "Submit. Submit." With that word in mind, the writer felt a stinging sensation in his right butt cheek. At the unknown sting, the submissive's body jerked forward in the slightest way and his ass jiggled. A shadow was cast upon half of Jungkook's face as he retracted his right hand from slapping the older's bottom. "Who did you ignore during the meeting?" He asked again, voice lowering to a C-flat major.

"You." Jimin moaned and hissed at another sting in the same spot of his right butt cheek. The position he was in made his cock hang in the air and it twitched with anticipation, the thrills of this new feeling were consuming. "When someone asked you for a dinner without my permission, what did you say?" Now there was possessiveness as clear as day when Jungkook continued. He was loving the view from up there. The writer's chest was arching up to his back and the beads of sweat forming throughout his body shined with glimmer. But the most beautiful view was of the red spot in the older's right butt cheek; a red hand was printed upon it.

"I said yes."

"AHH!~" The writer moaned, saliva slid onto his arms as his hands were fisted trying to separate from the hard tie.

"Who did you ...slap?" Jungkook empathized every syllable of the last word with anger and gritted teeth. He still remembered the moment of realization when the older had slapped him out of nowhere and it pissed him off; but his composure never broke. "Y-You." Jimin stuttered, the previous slaps were nothing compared to what was expecting him. He saw bright stars in his vision the next second. Ass cheeks jiggled along with his hanging cock and the imprinted red hand on his right butt cheek was darkened its shade. "Argh!!" Jimin groaned loudly as Jungkook slapped him harshly. Between closed eyes, a tear managed to slip by but it was unnoticed by himself and the other. That would be the first tear of pain inflicted upon him through sexual desire may it be through a punishment or not.

"Apologize." Jungkook began tugging down his jeans along with his boxer after speaking. The erection sprung free at the action and two veins popped onto the skin of his length; the tip red as a cherry. "I-I'm sorry." Jimin obeyed, today marked the day he's been most submissive to anyone and he was loving it. "Do you mean it?" The younger added slowly in chuckles, tapping the tip of his length against the red clenching rim of the older; one of his favorite punishments, the teasing. He rubbed the length all the way to the submissive's lower back, left hand guiding as his right hand descended to spread the ass cheeks apart.

"Y-Yes! I mean it." Jimin's knuckles fisted onto the pillow while his eyes kept closed as he answered.

"Prove it. Call me the first thing that comes to your mind when I touch you like this." The dominant ordered as he pushed the red tip of his length past the tight rim of the submissive. It wasn't harsh, instead it was slow and sensual. The tightened walls were being stretched raw without the help of any oil, lube or pre-cum, it was dry. "AH! Jeongguk-ssi!~" Jimin empathized the raven-haired actor's name with his Busan satoori. "Fuck." Jungkook's tip twitched inside the older and released the first drop of pre-cum at the unexpected moan of his name in such an accent that turned him on. "Good boy." He praised the other before spreading the ass cheeks apart and lean his head down to spit his hot saliva over their connected bodies.

The glimmering spit travelled down to his length as he kept sliding it in with the same sensual pace. "Ngh..." Jimin began biting his lip at the dryness tearing apart his unopened walls. "J-Jungkook! Use lube! Y-You're going to break me." He said muffled between the skin of his forearm. "No. This is still your punishment." Jungkook answered and completely thrusted himself inside the writer, his pelvis left no space between the older's ass cheeks. "AHH!!" The submissive moaned in pain.

"B-But I have to work tomorrow- ahh." The dominant wanted the one below him to submit completely and have his name echo around the whole apartment and so he cut the older's words into moans as he withdrew his hips back until the tip of his length only stayed inside the tight hole and forcefully drew them in until Jimin's screams were pure screeches of Jungkook's name. "AH! Jeongguk-ssi!" The bottom's loud mixed pants reflected the harsh treatment his lower area received. Jimin thought this was way harsher than the first time Jungkook fucked him in that same bed the first day they met, but was he enjoying this.

"I have a shooting tomorrow- ah~ for your movie~ ngh! Don't you think I'd be hot if I was there with the hickeys you gave me? And you'll be there, painted with my purple spots. Ahh~ Jimin-ssi~" Jungkook added after a harsh thrust, completely hitting the writer's prostate; still possessive over the male and wanting to show him off in front of the director. "Ahh~" The older moaned at the bundle of nerves shaking him up on the inside. "Y-Yeah." Jimin's hole clenched around the base of the actor's length and it resulted in Jungkook's hands gripping his waist for support as he kept the same thrusts hitting the same spot over and over.

Tonight, Jimin met Jungkook's awakened dominance.