Jikook Oneshots

47. The Game

By: @Soft_Hobi

"D-daddy", Jimin squirmed on the bed. His wrists were placed delicately by his head because after all, his daddy did tell him he wasn't allowed to touch.

"What is it baby?", Jungkook's fingertips glazed across the little one's torso. The sweet wiggles and whines had him wanting to pound Jimin into the mattress. But he decided to take his sweet time, to tease Jimin until he was begging for Jungkook. He always loved hearing his baby boy plead.

"Mm", Jimin's head thrashed to the side. He was so sensitive and having Jungkook touch him so gently made his chest rise and fall rapidly in soft pants. "Daddy please, I want you".

"Hmm, but you look so pretty right now. I wouldn't want to ruin that", Jungkook ran his finger tips smoothly down to Jimin's already open thighs. He rubbed soft circles over the supple skin. This drew another whine from the boy beneath him.

"Daddyyy, i-it tickles".

Jimin subconsciously raised his hips when Jungkook's fingers ran over the skin close to his member.

Jungkook tsked at the action, "Good boys are patient Jiminie, should I give you a punishment?"

Jimin whined and shook his head from side to side.

"Hmmm, not even a little pat? You need to learn from your mistakes baby"

Jimin looked up at Jungkook with big eyes, not wanting to disappoint he turned his body to the side waiting for the anticipated slap.

"Such a good boy", Jungkook's palm rubbed the skin on his boyfriend's left cheek before coming down hard. Jimin couldn't help the moan that tumbled from his mouth. Before he knew it another-

Jimin jerked from his sleep. He could feel the sheets beneath him, wet with sweat and most likely other things.

"Fuck"

He looked to the other side of the bed, Jungkook wasn't there. Looking at the clock he saw that it was 2am, of course. Jimin didn't even have time to wonder where his boyfriend was when he heard a faint yell coming from the living room. He was obviously playing Overwatch with his friends, it had been like this for the past couple of weeks. He and Jungkook hadn't had sex in DAYS because of that dumb game. Now he had awoken from a wet dream, needy and hard, and the one person that could make it better was shouting at Taehyung and Yoongi through a headset about God knows what.

Jimin huffed, He sat and looked around aimlessly. He contemplated taking care of himself, but he could never get a good enough reach. Only Jungkook had the ability to give him exactly what he needed. Seemingly out of nowhere a little idea popped into Jimin's head. He smiled devilishly as he sprung out of bed and headed towards the closet.

Jimin tapped his chin while he examined their special drawer. There was lace, blindfolds, plugs, really anything to keep Jimin happy. When he saw what he was looking for he grabbed the items and skipped to the bed, laying them down gently. The excitement that bubbled in his chest made him smile from head to toe. He hoped Jungkook would be okay with what he was about to do. Jimin looked at himself in the mirror when he had finished dressing, it was perfect.