🔞#vminau where jmn finds out that his boyfriend's horny and filthy mind ends up inserting a vibrator deep in his gut, quivering in his already aching hole, intensifying his senses.
jmn feels stuffed to the brim, his hole too sore from the aftermath of a wild night. he half expects his hole to be filled with th’s long and thick cock but he finds the bed empty, all cold and crumpled with his boyfriend’s weight.
confusion clouds his mind since it’s too early to be awake. he’s still sleepy and exhausted, eyes sting and his nether regions throb with such pain that jmn can’t help but wince when he tries shifting a little.
jmn’s into masochism, one to enjoy pain, loves having th’s hand rain down on his cheeks and thighs, painting his skin red and pink. he feels so fucking good when his entire body aches, bruises of all kinds decorating his pale skin.
he smiles at the memory of last night, how th had gripped his thighs with such force it had jmn clenching tight and hard around his cock. th was ruthless when it comes to sex, indulging in his masochism and impact play.
“jmn-ah, you’re finally awake, i see.” jmn hears sj’s voice and spots him leaning against the door. he squints a little due to the overly lit room to see the older wrapped in an oversized apron. "come have breakfast, i’ve made some kimchi jjigae.”
jmn watches sj disappear into the kitchen and tries to sit up straight. the muscles in his back hurt, too much, with all the arching he had to do. jmn feels something brush against his prostate when he sits up.
he jolts at the sensation, stilling himself from falling onto the fluffy mess of his sheets. laboured breath leaves his mouth when he steadies his posture and makes it out of bed.
jmn wobbles all the way to the kitchen, dragging his feet as the vibrator rubs along his thick walls. he leans against the pillars for support, taking in a deep breathe, pushing himself towards the island where th has his newspaper spread all over it.
jk, nj, yg and hs have already occupied the other seats and are gobbling the food down their throats. all of them acknowledge his presence, nodding at him when he approaches the island.
kissing th's cheek and mumbling a 'good morning', he slides in next to his boyfriend and waits for sj to give him his breakfast. he doesn't have to worry about not brushing his teeth cause th and him follow the tradition of brushing their teeth before hitting bed.
"did you sleep well, jmn-ah?" sj asks with a hint of mischief while placing the hot bowl in front of him. jmn's aware of the teasing tone in his voice, yet makes no effort to look him in the eyes. instead he picks his chopsticks, inhaling the delicious aroma wafting off the dish.
"yes, hyung. i slept like a baby." he whispers, barely audible if sj wasn't towering above him. jmn continues to grab the food with his chopsticks but jostles forward when the vibrator sends a wave of shock throughout his body.
"jmnie, are you okay?" it's th, with a voice full of worry and concern. jm smiles, pushing himself up properly. when he makes contact with th, there's a naughty glint in his eyes that proves the presence of the vibrator up his ass.
"what happened, hyung?" jk pushes with worry written in his face.
"i'm alright. it's just..." jmn glares at th, struggling to keep his hands to himself from choking his boyfriend in front of his friends. "my stomach kinda hurts."
"oh, let me go prepare a remedy. it'll help with the ache." sj disappears for the second time and jmn sighs loudly before grabbing the dubu, putting it into his mouth. it tastes delicious on his tongue and he feels much better.
"stomach ache, huh?" th taunts, whispering into his ear.
"you have the audacity to—" the vibrator's frequency increase has jmn gasping for air. he grips the edge of the island, clenching his thighs together. "taehyungie, it hurts."
"wouldn't you want it to hurt though? since you're such a pain slut."
jmn sobs, holding back a whimper at th's words.
"yesss! i am."
th increases the frequency even more, smirking at the way jmn sinks to his stomach. he turns on the electric mode and jmn jumps in his place. he's shaking from the impact, huffing and puffing a lot now. moans threaten to leave his lips, so he bites on it, harder.
"look at you grinding down on nothing. you want to get off, jmnie? are you that close?"
th plays with the controller, increasing and decreasing, watching jmn fall apart with his fingers alone. tears well up in jmn's eyes, the intensity of the vibrator has him stomping his feet
on the ground.
"jmn, are you really fine?" hs asks while stroking his back gently. jmn closes his eyes in pain, undeniable pleasure building in his core. he wants th to increase the frequency all the way up, just so he gets to end his misery.
"i'm fine, hyung. please don't worry." jmn's getting frustrated at this point. th's edging him so much, denying him the orgasm he very much needs. gritting his teeth, jmn faces th who is both surprised and amused by jmn's self control.
"why don't you be a sweetheart and give me what i want? you don't want your boyfriend to suffer, now, do you?"
th licks his lips, leaning into jmn's ear. he drags his tongue along the shell, smirking at the way jmn's breath gets caught in his lungs.
"you're so fucking shameless, aren't you? you want to get off with all our hyungs and kookie around. such a slut you are, jmn-ie."
jmn moans into th's neck, a low guttural one that only th gets to hear. it's a fucking turn on, surrounded by his friends who have no clue about the thick vibrator ruining his walls, the electric shocks driving him crazy and th denies him of his orgasm.
"please." jmn whispers, kissing along th's neck, licking at the expanse of it. he's so so close with tears streaming down his rosy cheeks. th grunts at the sight, increasing the frequency to its highest.
th doesn't worry about the other members watching them since the place where they sit very much hides whatever they are doing. so he proceeds to palm jmn's crotch, eliciting a shaky moan from jmn.
"that's it. come for me, my little slut." th groans into jmn's ear, winds his hand around jmn's mouth to silence the sinful sounds that come out of his plush lips. he glances over jmn's shoulder to find all the others talking with themselves and enjoying the food.
with one last tug from th, jmn cums hard, biting down on th's hand. the orgasm lasts longer than he thought causing him to shake in th's hold. when jmn comes down from his high, th doesn't hesitate to scoop him into his arms and bring him back to his room.
and if th does this only to avoid any of them seeing his boyfriend in that state, then no one has to ever know.
the vibrator au ends here, hehe. hope you enjoyed reading it 💕
"that's it. come for me, my little slut." th groans into jmn's ear, winds his hand around jmn's mouth to silence the sinful sounds that come out of his plush lips. he glances over jmn's shoulder to find all the others talking with themselves and enjoying the food.
with one last tug from th, jmn cums hard, biting down on th's hand. the orgasm lasts longer than he thought causing him to shake in th's hold. when jmn comes down from his high, th doesn't hesitate to scoop him into his arms and bring him back to his room.
and if th does this only to avoid any of them seeing his boyfriend in that state, then no one has to ever know.
the vibrator au ends here, hehe. hope you enjoyed reading it 💕
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can't stop thinking about how jimin and taehyung come back home from a very long date and hit bed early in hopes of giving their tired bones and muscles some rest— only to hear their neighbours going at it loudly.
at first, it was just a groan, loud and audible with the thin wall that separated their tiny room from the neighbours right next door.
groans turned into moans, the most sinful kind, and it has jimin squeezing the mattress below him to control himself. he's tired, with all the dancing and singing taehyung and him did. taehyung notices jimin biting his lips, hard enough to make his pink lips even more plumpy.
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