🌹 nsfw, ~1,1k words
🌹 collar and leash
🌹 spanking
🌹 manhandling
🌹 blowjobs
🌹🌹🌹
Internally he was prepared.
Yoongi and Jimin always thoroughly discussed and planned the scenarios of their sessions, accepting it could go to various directions.
They were trying to be ready for any possibility.
But what the sub wasn't ready for is how enthusiastic his dom would be during their play.
The elder's breath was punched right out of him as the door burst open wide and a firm voice said:
- Stay still, hands behind your back!
Yoongi wanted to jump on the spot from how sudden it was, despite him knowing it was coming.
- Ah, detective Park, - he said slowly, putting his hands on his hips. - Like hell I'm doing that.
The younger walked up to him, turning around and pushing him to the bed that he was standing next to.
His hands were forced behind his back and cuffed securely.
- Gonna be mouthy with me now? - he spat, turning him over. - Or are you trying to get out this the usual way again?
Yoongi pressed his lips tightly together, not uttering a single word.
The wandering palm went up his leg, under the skirt he was wearing.
- Are you all pretty under your skirt? Have you been waiting for me? - he mocked, using his sweet voice.
It was truly infuriating but also so arousing, the sub qas ready to buck his hips, begging for attention.
- Maybe I was. And? - he sassed and received a warning slap to the supple flesh of his thigh. - Stupid detective, wouldn't catch me if I hadn't let you.
- I should put you in place, my little criminal. Bind you and cage you. Maybe then you won't get to be so sassy with me, huh?
All the acting skill that Yoongi might have aside, his body wasn't aiming for 0skar. And his cock positively twitched at the key words.
Binding? Yes. Cage? Hell yes.
To feel so vulnerable and submissive in the hands of the person he trusted the most in this world, with all his being? He was all in for that.
His dom of course noticed the twitch with his hand resting over his crotch.
He cupped his shaft, glided and teased the head with a pointer finger, tapping on the slit and feeling how wet it was with precome.
- I have something for this - he squeezed the girth in his hand. - But first let's add to your pretty accessories.
Jimin touched the dangling earrings and slid his palm on the pale throat.
With his other hand he unbuttoned Yoongi's shirt and got a collar out of his pocket.
It had a leash and the elder salivated at the prospect of being walked on it.
- You enjoy it when I catch you, little devil? - he saw the sub nodding and left an open mouthed kiss on his bow like lips.
The younger carefully placed the collar around his neck and after fastening it he pulled on the leash. His hyung went easily and his head leant into him, which he gently patted.
- Now lean back and spread your legs.
Yoongi slowly put his elbows on the covers with his wrists still bound.
His skirt got lifted and his panties were pulled off his legs.
Jimin showed him a metal ring and a plastic device which he recognized as a cock cage.
It was quite big to fit his length even in the calmest of states.
First he put his heavy balls through the wide ring. Then he wore the tube on his girth and locked it together with the ring using a padlock.
He played with it, touching lightly with his fingers and moved back, admiring his work.
Yoongi was breathing deeply, obviously trying not to get too aroused, as his chub was the maximum that the cage could fit.
- You've been sitting there for too long, babyboy. Let's go for a walk.
Yoongi scrunched his face in annoyance, but internally he was bouncing in his spot.
Jimin took the handcuffs off and tugged the leash, prompting the elder slowly slide down the bed to kneel on the floor.
- Are you ready to go willingly? Or do I need to spank you?
That was a serious dilemma. Yoongi pouted, unsure of what to do.
The younger chuckled, tapping that impressive pout with his fingers.
- Put this away baby. You're going to get everything you want, you know that right?
The sub preened, getting on all fours after. He crawled on the floor, slowly moving his hands and knees, following his dom's lead.
The cage, secured on his cock and balls rocked with every move.
Only the pressure around his sack was keeping his length from standing up and getting hard.
Jimin lead his hyung around the soft carpet, avoiding getting him on the hard floor.
He completed two full circles before sitting on the edge of the bed and pulling at the leash, wrapping it around his palm to get the elder closer for a chaste kiss.
- Try not to get aroused the next five minutes and I'll take it off you, - he whispered between the parted lips and manhandled his sub to lay across his lap.
The skirt got lifted again and he kneaded the soft flesh of his buttocks.
He spanked both of them intermittently, landing harsh blows and marking the pale skin in pink handprints.
Yoongi whined and moaned, trying with all his willpower not to get hard. Which was a difficult task, considering how much he loved being spanked.
But he sat through it, crying out at particularly hard swats and by the time his dom finished he had sweat forming all over his face.
- Good baby. I might need to catch you more often, - Jimin said joyfully, pulling his hyung up to straddle his lap.
He unlocked the cage and took the both of its parts off. He massaged Yoongi's length making him sigh in relief.
And then he picked his sub up, holding onto his thighs and threw him on the bed.
His head went directly between his legs and he swallowed his cock whole, gulping and tightening his throat around the tip.
The elder wailed from the long awaited sensations and bucked his hips inside the hot cavern, thrusting his length into his dom's mouth.
Jimin worked his tongue on the veiny shaft and soon felt tangy come spurting in his throat.
He popped off it and looked over the dicheveled state of his hyung.
He unclasped the collar and rubbed at the faint mark on his neck, kissing along it.
- Babyboy, - he whispered over the open lips.
- Thank you Sir, - the other slurred, - Jimin-ah? Kiss?
The younger gladly complied, happy to hold his sated baby in his arms.
- nsfw, around 2k words
- bttm!yg
- blowjobs, spitroasţīng, cream🥧
- pure fiction, pls enjoy!
He literally couldn't sit still in his seat anymore. The practice lasted for a little over an hour and he was mentally torn between enjoying the game and wanting it to enough already.
a #yoonmin au where Jimin finishes his shift in a cafe and finds a book and some photos on one of the tables.
The shift was exhausting, pulling last bits of his energy out of him. Jimin's feet were aching and his shoulders were tense from carrying trays all day. It would have been fine if not for some people whi just like to be difficult.
The customer was always right, yes, as long as they were reasonable. Alas, it's not what happens in real life and the young man cursed the day he offered to file for his colleague, abandoning his cute barista uniform for a day.