πΉ nsfw, ~1k words
πΉ bondage
πΉ oversensitivity
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Life gets in the way of things. Jimin sadly realized it. His boy was understanding too but we all are mere human. That the younger could accept as well.
He could easily pick up the signs where his hyung would become needy. He tried to pay him attention the best he could but it was the end of the second quarter and the amount of paperwork was overwhelming for him and all his employees. He needed to handle it as fast as he could.
He stayed in to work from his home office and got up early to plan how he would deal with the workload today. But since this morning he noticed how quiet the elder was.
Yoongi had a long shower but it didn't put a smile on his face as it usually did. He quietly sipped on his coffee while Jimin was on the phone with his main accountant, dealing with documents that went amiss.
He leaned his hip on the table and didn't notice at first, how Yoongi's palm rubbed circles in his lower belly.
He leaned in and gave a pink mop of hair a gentle kiss before heading to his study. And then he heard a deep sigh.
He turned around and watch as the elder's shoulders slumped, he had a resigned expression on his face. The little pout he was sporting and sweater paws with which he held his coffee mug tugged on his heartstrings.
Work is important, he thought but then Yoongi was much more. A light bulb went inside his head as he pocketed his phone and went to their storage room to get what he hasn't used in a long while.
He found it on the upper shelf, stored inside its original package. It was a fuck machine that he purchased one day for his personal use.
They tried it with Yoongi too but since then he hasn't requested it and Jimin never remembered about it. Until today.
He got it out, carrying it in his study and setting in on the floor. He situated it on front of the chair and went to get his pouty baby.
- Honey boy? - he called but didn't find him in the kitchen. Instead he was discovered brooding in the bedroom, rummaging through the drawers where they kept most of their toys for everyday use.
- Sweetling, - Jimin called him again, hugging the elder from behind. - I just had an amazing idea but I need your help to find something for me first.
- What is it?
He was still pouting adorably but was his usual peaceful self.
- I think it might be right here, - he pointed at his hyung's face and pressed the corner of his mouth, lifting it slightly, - Need to find your smile here.
He was gifted with the view of his boy grinning gummily and his eyes scrunching shut. He giggled with shaking shoulders and sighed.
- I'm okay, Jimin-ah, honestly. You need to work, don't waste your time.
- Never a waste if it's for my honey, - he kissed his nose and rummaged through an open drawer.
He extracted a dildo, compatible with the machine and asked if Yoongi liked it. Confused, his hyung nodded and was led to the study.
- Take your clothes off and sit in that chair, - he ordered.
- Yes Sir, - there were excited noted in his voice at seeing what was next to the chair and he quickly got naked, shuffling on his feet in anticipation.
Jimin got the rope he had in his drawer and tied his hyung's wrists and wrapped the binds around the headrest, fixating his hands above his head.
- This will give you a nice time while I do my job, - he said, prepping Yoongi's tight hole and lathering it generously along with the didlo. He put the toy on the machine and adjusted everything so his hyung was the most comfortable.
He observed the panting man. He was so wound up, his cock was laid on his belly, hard and flushed and his legs were lifted and thrown over the armrests.
The dom set the machine going and watched as his hyung was being penetrated slowly, fucked in a steady rhythm of the device.
- You tell me if you get uncomfortable at any point. Understood?
- Yes, Sir! - Yoongi grunted through another thrust of the dildo.
Jimin went to his table and started sorting through the files. He only heard soft sighs and some mumbling from the bound man and it didn't bother him as he diligently worked on papers and made phonecalls.
Yoongi felt the inevitable pleasure building in his lower belly. He couldn't move much, only take the slow rhythmic thrusts of the machine and he willed himself to relax and give in to the sensations.
The dildo only lightly grazed his prostate, testing his patience, not giving it to him hard and fast.
But all comes to its end eventually and Yoongi squeaked, spurting his release on his own belly. He twitched in aftershocks as the machine kept going and he persuaded himself to get through the initial sensitivity to reach the road to his second orgasm.
It took even longer but was not less pleasurable. He whined and moaned lowly, gasping for air as his climax was approaching again. His eyes got teary and he kept mumbling to himself "more, just a little more" until he choked on his own words.
The last graze along his prostate had him dribble come and shake on waves of pleasure so long, he lost counts of seconds.
He only realized the machine stopped working when he felt his dom's fingers untying the rope and rubbing the indents in his wrists.
He cleaned him with tissues the best he could, returning the feeling of freshness the elder had in the morning.
- Good boy, - the younger crooned, picking his baby up to stand. - I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.
- Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir.
Jimin hugged him, kissing on the pink mouth, and led to their bedroom. He offered a nap and Yoongi, sated and pleased, didn't fight when his eyes shut with a content sigh.
πͺπΌ nsfw, ~2,5k words
πͺπΌ handyman yg x witch jm
πͺπΌ yoonmin age difference: 10yrs
πͺπΌ jimilkers ππ
πͺπΌ first time handjobs
πͺπΌ come tasting
πͺπΌ strength kink
πͺπΌ manhandling
π nsfw, ~2,5k words
π handyman yg x witch jm
π yoonmin 10yrs age difference
π jimilkers ππ
π first time handjobs
π intercrural sex
π come as lube