Thread by @whelvettae

🔞 work me over | vmin

there’s frustration evident on his face, if the hard grinding of his teeth and the aching clench in his jaw are anything to go by. th’s having a rough day due to his colleagues and the fact that he’s got to work from home is not helping his situation at

all. he’s not one to blame his husband, not over some petty office work. th can’t help but let irritation get the best of him. jm’s become beyond clingy, to the point where th always finds him straddling his waist while he works on a presentation or is finalizing some plans.

It’s nothing new, when jm just plops down onto his lap and interlocks his fingers around his neck, not even a little care in the world if or not he’s disturbing th. what’s even more intolerable is when he finds jm in booty shorts and crop top grinding against his thigh, showing

off his toned ab muscles with a silver stud prettily decorating his navel. th tries to not get distracted when jm throws his head back, mewling with each thrust while holding onto his poor shoulders with a tight grip.

th’s self-restraint just flies out of the window when he needs it the most, it’s hard when meetings go on and he’s an important participant.

that’s something th’s figured out. jm’s always aroused these days and craves th’s attention. so don’t blame th when he avoids and ignores his significant other, coming up with poor excuses just to not succumb to jm’s pure filth and horniness.

th hears them once and then twice, keeps hearing jm’s whiny self stomping the hardwood under his soft padded feet for th’s attention.

“taetae”, jm’s voice is soft and pleading, begging for th to finally acknowledge him. jm huffs when th gives him the cold shoulder.

th sighs out loud when he watches jm leave the study. guilt consumes his mind but th doesn't let it get to him. he shakes his head vigorously, in an attempt to put his thoughts away and engages his eyes on the presentation that one of his colleague's presenting.

"how are you planning to refund the customers in case things don't go well?" th pushes his words, deliberately putting his manager in the spotlight. before th receives an answer, his ears pick on the sound of footsteps approaching the study.

he releases a deep breath with a roll of the eye and continues to play pretend. th feels jm hovering above him, soft lavender and sandalwood wafting out of jm's body. th can't help but inhale the intoxicating scent. he licks his lips, his eyes still not looking at jm.

"jm-ah, i told you i've got work and i cannot let you distu-" its like he forgets to breath, his lungs failing him by contracting its muscles too much. his eyes are sinned, the thoughts that invade his mind are sinned.

he's aware of what stands in front of him is very much sin in its human form. jm stands there, right in front of his desk not an ounce of clothing on his body, stark naked. the silvers on his nipples and his navel shine in th's eyes.

jm gnaws on his bottom lip, a knowing look of pure lust swarming through his own eyes. jm walks back towards the armchair and seats himself ever so slowly. hooking his legs on both the armrests, jm smirks as he watches th visibly swallow.

there's a long thick dildo inside jm and th swears under his breath when he sees it move back and forth whenever jimin shifts. his eyes find jm’s and jm throws his brow up and says, "you were saying?"

— will get back to this when i have time until then please vote -

A – where jm and th overhear their neighbours going at it loudly, while lying on the bed and jm says "you want to fuck me so good that i keep screaming your name over and over again?"

B - where the summer's scorching heat is unbearable and jm asks th to decrease room temperature. that's the only time th thinks of ice cubes when he finds jm’s clothes lying on the floor.

there's definitely no loss of libido, cause jm’s the only reason th hasn't lost all his sanity and even though they have sex every single day, jm's hunger for more pools desire in the pit of th's stomach.

even now when jm’s right in front of him, putting on a show he didn't know he needed, th realizes then and there that avoiding jm is a farfetched idea and nothing could ever, not even his own mind and heart, prevent th from having jm in all ways body and mind.

a soft release of breath and a sound from below his throat which th's oh so familiar with, jm’s half lidded eyes are enough to keep th in trance. the sight before him is so sinfully wicked that th has to hold himself up

by gripping on the edges of his desk in order to not fall face first. th's eyes follow jm’s every move, watches as jm allows his left hand to pinch his already swollen nipples while his other hand trails down south ever so slowly and th feels a twitch, and another right in

between his legs. it’s torturous and filthy, the way jm rolls his hip with the dildo digging deep into the pink ring of muscles. there’s a long trail of what th assumes to be nothing else than lube on each of jm’s luscious thighs. jm’s short and chubby fingers wrap around

his dick, squeezing and gripping the length while his toes curl and back arches due to the unexpected pleasure that shivers down jm’s spine. “fuck” th curses out loud. the thought his mind had no mercy of having a few nights ago, of jm touching himself with pleasure dancing

behind his eyes while th rips him apart with every thrust his hips could manage, the walls around them absorbing their collective gasps and groans. th’s mouth dries, suddenly pulled out of the hungry thoughts that revolved in his head.

jm’s cushioned lips look red with the constant biting courtesy of his lovely crooked teeth. “mr. kim? is everything alright?” a voice that doesn’t belong to neither him nor his busily occupied husband draws him out of the irresistible trance and

th curses for an umpteenth time that day while his fingers and his mind work quick. “everything’s great, guys. i’m afraid you’ll have to continue the meeting without me.” it always comes easy for th, dodging the speedy bullet rushing towards the centre of his head. th later adds,

“something....just...came up.” springing out of his seat once sure that the he’s no more a part of the oh so boring meeting, th bolts in jm’s direction, his lover lost in the world of pain and pleasure to even bother looking.

jm moans wantonly when th grips his hair and pulls at it harshly than he intended to. “look at you, you are too long gone that you want it so bad, huh? what is it, jm-ie? what’s with your horniness lately?”

it takes a while for jm to process th’s words, his clouded mind focused on the sensual gratification, that there are tears running down his cheeks. everything feels hot and warm, making his head dizzy.

It’s too much, the friction on his dick and his hole that jm can’t help but sob, whimpering when the grip on his hair tightens even more that his scalp hurts too much.

“you”. at first, th doesn’t hear it. but when it does register, th releases his hold on jm’s hair drawing out a loud whine from his lover under him. th's breathing falters a little before pinning jm’s thighs to the arm chair with great force.

jm chokes not expecting th's vice grip. jm can't help but moan at the feeling of th's large hands clasping his thighs. jm revels in it, his glossy eyes and tear stained cheeks, his warm body covered in sweat is enough to get th to lose control over his senses.

th pulls out the dildo in one swift move, earning another round of a loud whimper. jm’s left hand reaches for his empty hole desperate to have something inside him. jm thrusts his fingers inside without lubrication, his toes curling at the painful stretch that burns his walls

not even the amount of lube he used is sufficient. th groans at the view that unfolds itself right under him, watches the way jm’s hole gobbles down his fingers like a starved critter. harsh breathing and low registered whines from jm and th brings his hand down

jm’s curvaceous ass cheek. th's hand stings from the blow, attests that jm likes it when fresh tears trickle down his face. "fuck, th-ie. fuck me hard and quick cause i can't hold it anymore."

th shudders at jm’s words, his fine clothing touches the smooth hard ground instantly. the cold air inside the space hits th tenfold, his hardened nipples and thick member leaking pre-cum. th wraps his hand around jm’s wrist to pull completely soaked digits out

and positions himself in front of jm’s leaking entrance. th pushes in without warning, hissing out loud at the way jm clenches around him. jm’s eyes are round and wide from the sudden intrusion, his expression morphs into pain as his finger nails claw

at th’s back before gripping his arms to keep him steady. t’s brutal, the way th pumps in and out of jm. each thrust sends of a wave of shock through jm’s spine, making him jerk back while his head hits the top rail of the armchair.

th’s giving it to jm just the way he asked for, th’s hips slamming hard against jm’s cheeks. jm looks up at th, his expression while having sex has come to be jm’s favourite, raw and animalistic. jm bites his lips and huffs

while th hammers his insides to the point jm thinks he’ll break. jm’s close, so close that he fears he’ll be the one who comes first.

“th-ie, i want you to come with me.” jm whispers, audible enough to reach th’s clouded mind. th nods and picks up his pace. jm’s energy seems to have drained completely with th fucking his brains out. he can no longer wail and whine, but let out low moans and whimpers.

“come with me, th” those are the last things jm hears himself saying before white paints his insides and his eyes roll back due to the immense pressure and pleasure he receives from his orgasm. th growls, chasing his own orgasm while jm just lays there skin and bones.

few minutes pass by in both of them catching their breathes and coming down from the high. they’re soaked in sweat as it glistens under the light that takes up the study. cum decorates jm’s torso and insides while their flushed faces and warm body suddenly

feel the chill of the air creeping up their spine. th is quick to pick jm and rushes into their spacious master bedroom to lay jm down on the neatly folded bedsheets. aftercare is important, th’s very own words jm hears each time they indulge in intercourse.

and that’s the reason jm loves getting manhandled by th cause he knows the kind of treatment he receives everytime they have rough sex. so that’s really why he enjoys it when th large hands hold the warm cloth to wipe down their dirty deed, each touch a gentle caress.

jm feels like a baby that gets taken care of, and th makes sure jm knows that. later when jm’s clean from head to toe courtesy of th, jm pulls th inside the covers for a long cuddle session, letting exhaustion take over his body and sleep welcomes the two of them into its arms.

and it's complete! really appreciate your thoughts and please let me know how it went since it's my first time ever writing something this out of ordinary xD