Thread by @bittermoonworks

[🌹 5. Dacryphilia 🌹]

Yoonie wants to cry it out.
His dom happily makes him.

#kinktoberbts22 #jimsu #kinktoberbts_ed5 @kinktoberbts

Masterthread:

https://twitter.com/bittermoonworks/status/1573623919323627520?t=-Q6hObNpdEZsg6aVlZfZkA&s=19

🌹 nsfw, ~1,1k words
🌹 cockwarming
🌹 hair pulling
🌹 cock slapping
🌹 face fucking
🌹 crying

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The zoom call Jimin was on seemed to be endless. Especially for Yoongi whose jaw started aching a while ago.

With his legs going numb as well he was getting fed up with his position. He's been cockwarming his dom for almost forty minutes and was huffing for the last five of the process.

He was annoyed with himself, with how carelessly he chose how to sit, with how much saliva dribbled past his lips despite his regular swallowing.

Hearing the call moving towards logical ending he slid up and down the shaft, hoping to ease some of the tension in his facial muscles.

Jimin didn't react when he tentatively did it the first time. Nor did he do anything when Yoongi kept on breaking the rules they agreed on before starting playing. Just as he heard him saying pleasantries and goodbyes he felt a strong grip on his hair.

It caught him by surprise and he choked a little, mouth sliding deeper down the rock hard shaft. He tried to straighten himself and pull away and it turned out to be a difficult job with hiw tight the younger was holding him.

Having heard him saying goodbye he felt dread creeping up his spine. His stomach churned and to his utter embarrassment he twitched in his panties, already damp with precome he leaked while sitting under the table, stuffed full of his lover.

His dom's chair rolled away, pulling his dick out of his mouth, and he stood up, pulling Yoongi with him. The elder was pressed to the table, face and chin smeared with saliva.

- Yoonie, - Jimin called him in a dangerously low tone, - You didn't do a good job.

The elder lowered his head, but it was quickly fixed with another pull on his pink locks. He whimpered, the stinging making his eyes well up.

- Why are you being so disobedient? - Jimin tsked and stepped closer, stopping at his side, - Put your hands behind your back.

Yoongi quietly clasped his wrists together. Right the next moment the younger's palm swatted at the straining cock, clad in pretty white panties.

Yoongi gasped in surprise and he'd double over on instinct if not for the hand in his hair. Jimin swatted again and slapped the heavy balls, making his hyung whimper pathetically.

Hot tears slid down his cheeks and the younger quickly caught them with his fingers.

- What's wrong, honey? Talk to me.

His voice has gone softer, his thumbs rubbed under Yoongi's eyes and he searched for the signs of discomfort in his features. So far he saw none so he deemed it his responsibility to get to the root of the issue.

- My boy wanted to be punished? - he felt a tiny nod with his palms that were still resting on the elder's jawline, - All you needed to do was ask.

- I was tired, Sir. I feel better now.

- Now that you've let it out? - Jimin guessed, tracing the tear tracks with his fingers.

- Yes, Sir. - Yoongi lowered his face and Jimin let go of his hair, ruffling it and rubbing the scalp.

He chased the doll lips and covered them with his. His hyung sighed into the kiss shakily, shrugging his shoulders.

The younger man circled his arms around the other's buff frame and took him by his wrists, unclasping and bringing them forward. Still connected in a slow, open mouthed kiss, he intertwined their hands together, holding on tightly.

- Tell me what my sugar wants? - he whispered pressing their clasped hands to his chest.

- Want you to fuck my mouth, - Yoongi murmured, - Use me, make me cry.

- Does Yoonie want to come too?

- Yes, Sir, - he smiled into the kiss when Jimin took him by the back of his neck and pushed down on his knees.

The elder set his hands on his knees and held on tightly as he tilted his head and opened his mouth, sticking his tongue out. His pink mouth looked so inviting and ready to be filled, Jimin felt himself harden at the sight.

He tapped on that tongue with the tip of his cock, slapping it wetly, and snapped his hips, filling his hyung in one go.

Yoongi choked at the sudden intrusion but willed himself to stay still and calmly take the quick thrusts, swallowing around the cockhead that was breaching his throat at every deep movement.

Past the rushing of blood in his ears he could hear the obscene slapping of Jimin's balls on his wet chin and he struggled to keep his eyes open so he could see his dom's pleased face.

The moment it contorted he knew he was coming. He swallowed every load that shoot inside his mouth and milked the twitching cock until the last drop, lapping at the tip.

- What a good boy, Yoonie, - Jimin crooned, helping him up and landing a chaste peck on his reddened lips, - Come sit on my lap and get your reward.

The elder slid his panties off before climbing onto his lover's lap, his length standing erect and pushing into the other's awaiting hand.

- Now relax, my sweet boy. - Jimin soothed, supporting him with a hand with fingers splayed on his broad back.

He took his leaking girth in his hand, skillfully stroking and twisting, driving his hyung to a point of madness.

He intermittently gave him tender caresses and strpng pinches, flicking the cockhead and smearing the precome with lightest of touches.

The contrast of pain and gentleness made Yoongi cry out and whimper, shedding tears one after another. The younger didn't stop until the other was sobbing quietly, trembling from pleasure and rutting his hips on his thighs desperately.

- You're crying so prettily for me, sweetling. Let it all out, - and with these words said the dom fisted his flushed cock harder and faster, coaxing a painfully sweet orgasm out of him.

Yoongi laid his head on his shoulder, stray tears still escaping his eyes and sighing in content, melting against the younger's toned body.

He was gently laid on the bed and wrapped in the covers, with Jimin pressed tightly to him, unable to leave the beautiful sensitive boy out of his sight.

Soon Yoongi felt his face being wiped with wet tissues, bringing relief to the irritated skin.

Then came his neck and chest, where he dribbled his own saliva. He sighed again as his dom cleaned his groin and softened cock, shuffling to lay his head on his arm.

- Feeling better? - he asked with a peck to the elder's forehead.

- The best, - was his answer as his mind felt floaty with relief and pleasant emptiness.

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~the end~
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