Chapter 22: "You make me thirsty."

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It wasn't like Jimin expected. His boyfriend's apartment was a little messier than he thought. By messier, it means some jackets thrown on the floor, a few socks lying here and there, and an empty bottle of soju was left over in the counter. "I know, I have to clean up. We've been busy lately so I didn't have much free time." The raven haired mumbled as he slipped his white fluffly slippers and dropped his things on the entrance before the color in his eyes faded out.

"Jimin-ssi." Jungkook grabbed onto his boyfriend's arms and with one movement had him pinned up against the closed and locked front door; fingers digging into the elder's wrists and his lips hovering over the other's with the slow breaths heating them up. Jimin didn't move, he let his boyfriend dominate him and so he breathed out a paused breath through his lips before Jungkook's smooth wet lips could touch his. The blood and adrenaline coused freely through both bodies, their excitement and lust began heating them up. The actor's left hand locked both of the writer's wrists while the right hand descended down. He slowly raised his shirt, lowered down the jeans a little and cupped the erection from the inside. "Ah~" Jimin's abdomen stiffened.

"Jungkook-ssi, I give you my consent." The writer breathed out while the raven haired actor began grinding on their clothed erections. "I will fuck the fuck out of you." Jungkook smashed their lips together, pressing his upper lip over Jimin's upper rosy lip, and bottom over Jimin's teeth. He slowly closed them and sucked on them, moving them forward and back, controlling their movement with ease as Jimin sucked on his bottom lip wanting to savor their taste; eyelids closed wanting to picture their next movement and right hand ascending once again from cupping the erection. "You make thirsty Jimin." Their hips slowly began rubbing against each other in want, while Jimin slowly began intertwining his pinned fingers against Jungkook's.

"Remember rule number three?" The raven haired paused, breathing against Jimin's swollen red lips; warm breaths. "Samgyeopsal" The writer kept his eyes closed expecting their making out session to progress, but when he felt Jungkook's fingers untangling from his, he opened them. "Follow me." The actor held his hand instead and began walking with him following behind while biting on his swollen red bottom lip.

Before Jimin knew it, he was inside a bedroom. Pale blue covers on a king sized bed, mahogany cupboards, three closed doors, a tv in the front and a white cupboard, in description of the master bedroom. "On your knees, on the bed." The dominant ordered his submissive and began walking in direction of the white cupboard. Jimin slipped out of the silver fluffy house slippers and pressed his knees on the bed, slowly climbing on top of it; the bed weighted down the moment he climbed on. "You see, I never forgot what you did to me the first day of shooting 'Just a Fling'. I ordered something for you. For you only, Jimin-ssi; Brand new." Jungkook had opened the white cupboard and opened a white box he grabbed. "Strip babyboy." He ordered the man on the bed.

Jimin's mind did a flip at the nickname. He knew Jungkook had kinks, but he refused to call him Daddy; that was a big fat fucking no. "I'm not calling you Daddy." The submissive suddenly said, he slowly took off the beanie on his hair. "Then what roleplay are you into?" The dominant asked while preparing the specific object in his hand, along with a white bottle with black flower designs. "Can't I keep calling you Jungkook-ssi?" Jimin's tone lowered, he began lifting the black Saint Laurent tee over his head until his skin made it into the raven haired's peripheral view. The writer's abdomen had a few faded purple blemishes. "Not now."

"Then what... Do you want me to call you master?" Jimin unbuttoned his jeans.

"Just-" The actor sighed.

"Jungkook-ssi. Call me Jungkook-ssi." He answered while Jimin slid the zipper down and stood on the floor. "Jungkook-ssi," It was turning him on in ways no one had ever done. The rush, the need, the lust, he wanted to unleash himself. "Naughty" He said as he watched the writer completely strip himself until his erected cock came upon view. "Stay still."

"What- A ring? Seriously?" Jimin's thighs quivered once Jungkook's hand held them in place as he knelt on the floor. "Once again, I'm naked at your mercy Jungkook-ssi." He whispered. "The day you top me, I'll be at yours my Jimin-ssi." The actor whispered back, kissing the muscular thighs belonging to the submissive. "Spread your legs a little babe." He ordered.

"When did you shave?" Through a chuckle, Jungkook poured two lines of the transparent lubricant onto his left hand's fingers. "This morning." Jimin's hand began combing his boyfriend's locks. The writer wanted nothing more than to be taken and claimed, let's just say he was feeling aroused. "Have you ever used a ring before?" Jungkook's lubed hand made contact with his erected shaft. "No. Mm." The elder's hips suddenly thrusted upward when his shaft was pumped in a slow rhythm.

"Let me teach you how to put in on then." Jungkook stretched the black Tenga Smart Vibe ring and placed the red tip of Jimin's veiny shaft through it. "And now you slide it all the way down with the vibrator facing up." It felt a little tight on him, not as if the blood flow was stopped, but more as in an unknown tight feeling of endurance. "Do you like it babe?" Jimin's eyes closed with a nod and the remote control on his boyfriend's free hand turned on. "Let's go with volume three for now."

"Ahh!" The vibrations started, in an electric shock of pleasure Jimin's hands instantly reacted by grabbing onto Jungkook's raven locks. "Wait for me at the bed, I'm not done." The dominant ordered after licking the tip of his submissive's vibrating shaft. Everything was new to the writer, it was heightened, his body felt sensitive at every touch and so he couldn't control anything that his vocal chords produced.

While he obeyed his dominant's command, his legs quivered while walking back to the bed. His hands lowered down to touch himself, to feel the hardness against his fingers and help ease the need of releasing. Jungkook walked back and stripped himself of the red sweater he wore, the same with his tight jeans and boxers; he needed to find release too, but first comes the fun. Searching through the cabinets, he found his personal stainless steel ring and lowered it down to his aching erection. Placing one of his testicles through it followed by the second, he sighed in a small moan. Continuing his actions, he folded the head of his shaft through the ring all the way to the base with ease. He can't remember how many times he's done this. Before walking back to his awaiting boyfriend, he made sure to grab a pair of black leather handcuffs.

"Give me your hands." Jungkook ordered.

The writer slowly offered his hands in closed fists, curled fingers facing up, his eyes showed the dark dilated pupils. In a few seconds, his wrists were locked inside the comfortable black leather handcuffs, they had fluffy cotton inside them to not hurt the skin if he decided to pull on them. "I'll give you a choice. Blindfold or chained legs." Jungkook's lips curled, how much was he enjoying this. Jimin's lips trembled before he could speak, his shaft kept vibrating and even at the pace it was so pleasing to him. "I don't care. J-Just do what you want." He internally bit his lip and gulped on the saliva generated by his tongue while holding back a moan.

"The spreader bars sound perfect but it's too soon for you. Lie down flat on your stomach. Fuck the blindfold." Jungkook poured one line of the transparent lube from the head to the base of his length, the skin already reddening around the tip and veins beginning to pop. Jimin obeyed, and with trembling thighs he lay down with erection against the bedsheets and stomach flat on the bed. "Ah~" The vibrations continued.

Lubricating his shaft by pumping it inside his closed fist, Jungkook closed his eyes and welcomed the pleasure of minimal satisfaction. He left the lube on the floor before joining his boyfriend on the bed, kneeling behind him and spreading his legs by the ankles. He cupped Jimin's ass cheeks and spread them apart before spitting down and waiting for a reaction. It resulted in the writer grinding his hips backward, a moan to welcome the warm wet saliva and handcuffed arms to flex towards his chest. "Ready babe?"

"Fuck the fuck out of me Jungkook-ssi." Jimin answered with his boyfriend's previous words and relaxed at his touch.

Jungkook's hands spread the ass cheeks apart. He tapped the anus with the head and thrusted forward, entering the writer with ease. "AH!" Jimin's lips separated in the loud release of a moan. "That's it. Moan louder!" The dominant's hips jerked forward harshly stretching open the tight dry insides. "Fucking moan my name." Back and forth, colliding with their skins in slapping sounds, everything was hard, rough, but they couldn't be stopped.

"Ah!! Jungkook!!" Jimin's ass kept finding back an angle higher while Jungkook's hands held his waist down, their pressure almost bruised the skin further. The veins on his hands popped and his teeth gritted in continuing the fast pace. In the seventh thrust his body had found the perfect angle to abuse. With his knees bent, body leaning down, pants leaving his chest, and the muscles in his ass cheeks pressed together, the head of his length hit the elder's prostrate. "AH! FUCK!" Jimin screamed, his legs trembled and stomach tensed, clenching around his boyfriend's shaft, nothing else mattered other than chasing his orgasm.

Jungkook's hands instantly raised up Jimin's sweaty hips and bashed himself farther in. His fingers digged down into the submissive's skin leaving their marks, the pre-cum began covering Jimin's anus and the abused hole continued gaining a red color. "Anghh! Geugg!!" Jimin's hips grinded down, he was losing strength because he was focusing on not letting himself release so early in their intercourse.

"Already close babe?" Jungkook groaned, he continued the bashes against the writer's prostrate feeling himself lost in the moment. The bittersweet emotion of pain and pleasure mixed in the elder's face, his wet insides kept clenching, the vibrations against his shaft were extremely satisfying, double pleasure in his genitals, but he was being greedy; he wanted everything.

"Jungkook-ssi! Touch m-me. Nggh!" Jimin's handcuffed hands moved in sync against the bed with the thrusts on his rear end, his dark bangs already with sweat and the saliva he couldn't gulp dripped down his chin. "No." Jungkook replied, his abdomen collided with the writer's ass, adding to their jiggle. "I'll touch you when I want. I'm your dominant. And you, should obey me." His right hand lost the hold on the elder's waist and he leaned down while grinding to entangle his fingers on the orange highlights of his submissive.

"Do you understand?" Jungkook's right hand yanked back the hair and pulled the male back up with force. Jimin's scream was excruciating, he felt as if every hair in his scalp was removed, the tears built in his eyes fell down and his back collided with the raven haired's chest, his handcuffed hands hanged down near his vibrating shaft; endlessly panting. "AHHH!!" He didn't expect that. Automatically, he nodded with brimming tears. "Use words Jimin-ssi." Jungkook moved his hips up and with his hand still entangled with the writer's orange highlights he tilt the head and buried his face against the sweath neck. "Y-Yes..." He found the words to talk, the stimulation getting the best of him with every thrust made on him.

"Glad you do babe." The dominant sucked on the skin, holding the submissive against his chest and balanced his body on the creaking bed.

"I-I want to cum." Jimin's handcuffed hands drew closer to his vibrating shaft, the pre-cum left the head and slid down to his abused balls. "P-Please let me see you- AHH!!" Jungkook's hand began to teasingly rub the red tip and he pushed him down once again. Jimin's back arched and his ass was once again against Jungkook's abdomen. "No." He denied the request. "If you want to cum, fuck yourself against my cock and beg if you want to see me when you cum." The dominant chuckled.

Jimin's trembling thighs flexed and his waist began moving back to meet Jungkook's lower abdomen, going back all the way. "Nggh! Ahh~ Please let me cum Jungkook-ssi." If he wasn't feeling overly sensitive nor aroused, he wouldn't be doing this, he's be embarrassed and a mess of pink cheeks, but instead, he needed more even if it was hurting him. "That's it. Beg for more fucking slut." He felt the clenching around his shaft continue to increase. "I-I want to see you J-Jeongguk-ssi!!" Screamed when his sensitive tip was squeezed and pumped, the elder's elbows gave up on supporting his weight. "Do you really?"

The warm hands of his dominant held him back from falling, the rush of adrenaline kept himself sane, it was painful yet he was drowing in pleasure. "Y-Yes! AH!" He shouted, twitching in anticipation but holding back. Jungkook slowed down and began grinding, his hands leaning down to clasp them around Jimin's handcuffs and unlock them. "Ahh~ Ahh~" The submissive's voice strained low when Jungkook's hand guided one of his from his chest to abs and let him feel them as he was being fucked out.

Jungkook pulled his hips back and by grabbing Jimin's waist, he turned him around to the left and saw his face. Jimin's eyes were red with tears, sweat on his dark bangs, heated up cheeks and saliva messily over his cheeks and chin, he looked exhausted and fucked up. "Who do you belong to?" He tightly held onto his inner thighs and spreaded the legs so he could bury himself deep inside again. The swollen cum filled entrance twitched as the red head of his cock entered again. "Ah~" The writer panted. "I-I... I belong to you... J-Jungkook-ssi!" He answered feeling the same bundle of nerves activate his overstimulation into oblivion. "Only to me." The dominant resumed the jerking forward movements and the wet sounds of skin slapping mixed with their moans.

Jimin leaned his head back on the mattress, adam's apple on full view and his hands searched for Jungkook's. "Nng! Nggh! Ah~ Ah! Ha- Ahng!" Jungkook noticed Jimin searching for his hands, and he couldn't resist holding them between his, it's always the same.

"Touch me." Jungkook's dilated pupils focused on Jimin's hands and in that moment the submissive opened his eyes, he lost the dominance in him. He let go of the writer's inner thighs and traced the line of his lower abdomen with his left hand and with his right hand he intertwined his fingers with Jimin's left hand. "Where do you want me to touch you?" He groaned a low moan. "Help me cum. Ahh~" The elder's chest arched when his vibrating length made contact with the younger's left hand. "Ahh~ Ngh! I-I'm close!"

Jungkook pumped the length feeling the vibrations against his hand, it felt good. "Jimin-ssi!" He groaned when the writer clenched around him leaving no space inside as if he was pushing him out but it was just the portend that he would release soon. "Ah!!~" He felt the warning release of pre-cum mix onto his fingers and he knew that in the next thrusts his submissive would release.

In a matter of two seconds, Jungkook's left hand intertwined with Jimin's right and he held them back before his submissive's head. "Jeongguk-ssi! AH~ Ah~ Ahhh!!" Jimin's eyes locked on his without embarrassment as he released through the red head and onto his abdomen. "That's it, cum all over yourself Jimin-ssi." The younger leaned down to kiss his swollen red lips, he had the urge and desire to and so he did.

"Ah~ Ahh~ Gguk!! T-Take it off! Ah! Ah! Ahh- AHH." Jimin screamed in the overstimulation of the vibrations on his oversensitive cock. "No babe. Not until I cum on you." Jungkook breathed out against his lips, he was still a few minutes from releasing.

"P-Please- Ah!! Ah!!" Jimin screamed with a blurry vision, misty eyes and trembling body, but Jungkook didn't give in, he couldn't, not again.

"I told you... I'd fuck the fuck out of you Jimin-ssi." Jungkook's dominance returned now that he didn't stare into Jimin's eyes, and the smirk on his lips was proof that he would complete what he said.