kinks and all

Face Sitting

I stepped on the brake and hit the handles of my bike, yelling out in frustration. my eyes impatiently glued to the stop light, I didn't want to be late especially when I was on a time limit. if I didn't deliver this file to him in time, it would truly be the end of me and my legacy, and by him, I mean my husband, Jimin, and by legacy, I mean my very illegal business as a tracker. 

jimin and I were married as an alliance between my father and his business, something I was wary of at first but as time has passed I have come to terms with it, and to a point I even like it. this would be the millionth time Jimin has "forgotten" something at home and needs it urgently, but the only thing he deems urgent is his boner and even if he hasn't forgotten anything important he pretends what he needs is very urgent.

it's starting to get on my nerves because his office is on the other side of town but I'm not sure what is truly urgent and important and I don't want him to face the problem of the boy who cried wolf, which evidently is bound to happen one day of the other. 

after what seemed like days the stop light turns green and I waste no time stepping on the gas and slipping between cars and into the long road ahead. it's a five-minute ride from the stop light I just crossed and I know I'm running late because jimin's meeting is about to start but I need to stay at the speed limit, I am still on the police's wanted list. 

the loud sound of my ringtone rings through my earpiece, I tap the little device and flinch at the booming voice of my husband, "YN PARK GET HERE ALREADY! I'LL BE LATE FOR MY MEETING" There is a small, almost unnoticeable stutter in his voice, an almost moan. which tells me, there is no meeting, he's just horny and impatient. I roll my eyes and cut the call without a word.

I park my two-wheeler in front of the gate and head inside with the file clutched in my hand, jimin is sitting on his throne as usual, his eyes are closed, the black silk shirt hangs half open on his broad chest, and through his glass table, I can see that his black skinny jeans trace his boner perfectly. I have a very terribly naughty urge to tease him, "Got your file park" I say and slamming the file on his desk and turning on my heels I begin to leave, not waiting for his response, "Very eager to leave huh, doe?", "don't call me that", "Oh? why not? you're sweet and innocent like a doe, with those shining big eyes that say everything my dirty doe, they tell me how badly you wish to be fucked but the tough bratty exterior won't let me so easily, and they tell me what a pathetic sub you are for me, doe" I sneer at him, he thinks he's so smart, asshole.

"curse me in your head all you want because in a little while your head will be empty and your pretty lips will be screaming my name" Butterflies swarm my stomach but I don't let him see, I smirk instead, "Why do you think you'll dominate?" he chuckles, "because no matter how much you act like a dom you're just a pathetic loud little slut" I don't reply with a snarky comment instead I push him back till his back is laid on the floor.

I rip his clothes and kiss his neck feverishly. the sound of loose buttons and his cries of, "My shirt?!!" are something I gladly ignore as I get lost in kissing the dips in his toned body. what brings me back to reality is his unsettling request, "Sit on my face", "Are you crazy?" I squeak, he slaps his hand on my mouth, "Keep it down, it's not much of a request", he has a bizarre look in his eyes as if he's almost amused, "What if I choke you?" he throws his head back laughing like a maniac, ass. "what if you cho-" he continues mocking me and laughing, he regains his posture when I hit him on his chest, "okay sorry but you have to admit that was hilarious" he holds my cheeks with one hand and pulls my face closer to him, he kisses my squeezed lips and rubs his nose with mine, "just relax I'll help you"

he guides me gently, and I follow his lead cautiously I do as he says but there is a small beeper in my mind that keeps going no don't this is weird, on a loop. I trap his head between my thighs, his soft blonde hair tickling my thigh making the situation even funnier. "lower sweetheart" I groan, "keep going don't be shy, doll" I drop my hands on the wooden floor above his head, "that's it, good girl" I can feel his nose and it'd weird.

I feel him run his tongue across and the weird feeling seems to suddenly vanish as his tongue gets aggressive, I get lost in the pleasure, and my legs feel weak. I support myself with one hand on the floor and tangle the other in his hair my hips rock back and forth there is a different kind of bubbling in the pit of my stomach. his hand is on my thigh moving it back and forth making goosebumps tingle my body, his other jerks himself, I can tell because of the vibrating moans I feel. and perhaps I'm enjoying this way too much to notice the door open and heavy footsteps walk over to the couch and the shuffling when the man sits down, it is only when he speaks I realize there is someone else in the room, "face sitting, I always enjoy that and jimin don't you have a meeting to get to?" I moan at the sound of his deep voice to which I earn a spank, "But don't stop on my account please continue, be whores and miss the meeting"

"hyung leave" yoongi chuckles, "that was not the conversation we had last time, remember? you were so keen on surprising your wife with a threesome" I groan, jimin hasn't stopped thrusting his tongue and the knowledge of a certain surprise ruined the knot in my stomach tightens and I find myself clutching yoongi's pants who is standing next to me with an amused look on his, he strokes my hair gently, "such a sweetheart" he says in a deep fond voice and I feel myself near, "aww jimin look your girl is about to cum" yoongi is gazing out the window but his hands continue to pat my head as I hold onto his leg for dear life, "ohh jimin" I moan incoherently as I cum on his face.

"clean up you two, the meeting starts in a few minutes, be there jimin don't be late this is important" Then he looks down at me, "And after our meeting let's discuss that surprise hmm?" he smiles before patting my head and turning around to leave. I look at Jimin who has a sheepish look on his face, "We'll see you after the meeting, my girl" he kisses my forehead and rubs his nose with mine, "I love you" he whispers, connecting our foreheads, "I love you too" 

and for the first time, I was impatient for a business meeting to end, I made myself comfortable on the couch and drifted off to dreamland till the boys' meeting ended, I was counting on a rough and long night I needed the nap.