Jikook smut

Punishment for the slutty boypussy

Author:Anonymous

On Ao3

Summary;
Jimin comes without permission, his precious boypussy, and Jungkook can't do otherwise: he has to punish him. He's going to spank his pussy.

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It wasn't like Jungkook liked to punish Jimin. Even if he knew that his little boy liked it, it was like Jungkook enjoyed to reprimand and punish him. But sometimes Jimin lacked control over himself, and there were rules that he couldn't really break. The most important rule was that Jimin couldn't obviously come without permission, let alone touch himself when daddy wasn't even there.

But Jimin sometimes broke the rules, and those were the times when Jungkook was forced to punish him. He needed to remember him who was in charge of command, and the fact that he had to respect the rules and obey orders. This didn't mean he loved his baby boy any less. He treasured him in every possible way, but enough was enough.

This time Jungkook, when he came back home from work, he caught Jimin rubbing himself. Yes. Jungkook came back home from work, taking off his jacket, ready to meet his little one to pamper him with kisses and hugs but...what he found was Jimin on the dining room's table, legs spread wide open, while he was rubbing himself. Jungkook didn't yell, he luckily remained his self composed daddy. But disappointment was so clear, when he cleared his throat and crossed his arms, staring at him from afar.

His little one blushed in shyness and embarrassment, since he was still in that shameless position. Jimin squeezed his legs together tightly, feeling the juice gather all in the centre of his core, of his incredibly wetted pussy, and kept it there for daddy. Jimin knew very well his daddy was probably mad at him, so at least he kept all of the juice inside, not letting it leak out. Daddy always told him that juice shouldn't get wasted, and he was annoyed when it happened by accident. However, seeing daddy being disappointed at him made him feel so bad. Guilty. He disappointed daddy.

"Daddy—" Jimin's voice faltered away, as if it was broken. "I'm sorry. I couldn't resist—,” he tried to explain, but there was no excuse for what he had done.
He broke the rules. Daddy never did. Not even once. But Jimin sometimes just couldn't restrain himself, and daddy was away, occupied with his job, some nights came back late home, and baby boy felt alone and most of all lonely. When he touched himself, little boy always thought about daddy. As if his fingers were daddy's ones. This, however, it wouldn't make daddy less angry. No way.

Jungkook collapsed on the armchair, dropping his weight there. He sighed heavily. He really felt uncomfortable, when his little one broke any of their rules. When Jimin seemed to hurry to get down from the table, Jungkook raised his voice for the first time since when he came back.
"Don't move," Jungkook ordered Jimin, "I have to punish you,” he reprimanded him, glaring at him.

Jimin squeezed his legs together even more, until he felt the tingling sensation because his clit was being rubbed in this way. He let out a squeaky sound, waiting for daddy to arrive.

Jungkook approached Jimin. He stopped in front of him so Jungkook's torso was basically at the table's level. He shook his head, then he forced Jimin to spread his thighs apart. He was in awe at the sight of Jimin's pussy all spread apart, glistening with juice. He would've loved to eat him out, making him come and then clean him up, but he had to punish him.

"Your pussy. Spread it with your hands. Open it up as much as you can do it. I want all of the skin being tensed up," Jungkook commanded, and Jimin hesitantly obeyed.

Jimin's hands pulled back the big lips of his pussy, so as to spread it apart even more for daddy to see, to punish, to touch, to hate it love. In this way, he managed make the clit appear under soft hood that covered it. With the clit and pussy on display, little boy thought that at least he was being obedient. He tried to calm himself down, knowing that he deserved this punishment like the previous ones. He could feel the cool air coming from the window hit his exposed skin.