Day and Night | sub!bts x reader

Chapter 6

Hello...just wanna know if you guys are real people? 😂 Please don't be shy to comment whatever you feel...I'd really appreciate it.

Also, (*****) means a flashback just in case some of you might get confused.

But anyways...here's a little sad chapter for you...(a little)

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After managing to calm Namjoon down from his sudden subdrop, they were seated in front of each other.

The serene classical guitar music filled the cafe. Warm, dim lights surrounded their stiff bodies. The cold breeze of the air conditioner did not help their state. The atmosphere was tense despite the calm aura of the place, and they both knew why.

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It has been hours since they have started. Their bodies both glistening from the intensity of the night.

His toned caramel body painted with her marks, each red and purple designs telling a story. The red rope wrapped tight around his being, arms strained to his back symbolizing his full submission to her.
His dragon-like eyes continuously poured salty liquid and the slobber from his mouth stretched with a ball smothered his beautiful face.

How can something so unpleasant become so exquisitely satisfying? An act so painful turns into something pleasurable? The art of BDSM, or art itself is so disturbingly beautiful.

Y/n is an artist, creating art that is uncomfortable to the comfortable.
And being Namjoon as her canvas, they created a perfect masterpiece; truly a work of art.

"On your knees now, slut". She said as she slapped his abused bottom causing him to wince in pain.

Despite her demand, he stayed at his position. His behind completely presented to his mistress, and his face buried in the warm pillow.

"N-noona?". something that he never calls her during their sessions. Mistress, master, or mommy were the ones they were accustomed with. He started to shake terribly, but he wanted, no, needed to do this for so long.

Y/n noticed his discomfort and quickly faced the shaking boy in front of her. She was a sadist, but she wasn't as heartless as she appeared to be; as she wants to appear to be.

"Baby, what's wrong?". Her voice softens, making him less tense. She had seen, felt, tasted every inch of his being, yet his nerves never faltered in her presence. "Noona..". He repeated.

"Please, may I touch you?".

Her entire demeanor changed. A quick switch from lust to annoyance was shown on her face. It was silent in the dark room, before he whispered once again.

"Please noona? I promise to make you feel good". His eyes started to tear up. Confusion and hurt washed over him. She knew everything about him, yet nothing about her. They meet each other often, his heart opening up to her, yet she remained mysterious.

She sighed, removing the handcuffs from his reddened wrists. Thinking that she finally gave in, his perfect dimples appeared, smiling at her. But then she stood up, cleaning up the used and unused toys.

"N-noona? What are you-"

"If you want to stay the rest of the night, you know where my bathroom is, I'll leave some clothes you can sleep on outside the door-"