BTS Oneshots 1

Break me down -JJK

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Gender neutral Dom!Reader

Summary: The Fifty Shades trilogy that had the world talking about S&M and BDSM. You can totally relate.

Warnings: Jungkook's attempt to get you riled up.

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Except for the fact that when you both were set up on a blind date by the matchmaker, Jeon Jungkook was the clichéd, introverted virgin (you as an extroverted virgin), with a submissive personality, not even having lost his first kiss yet (just like you), and little self-confidence. Wealthy and successful businessperson, you, therefore becoming his 'knight in shining armor' and marrying him.

Even during the wedding, you weren't the basic bish in white or any traditional attire. You wore black.

Seeing him, you knew that you wanted that type of love in your life. To have someone you could take care of in every sense and who would trust you to do so. No matter what you asked of them.

And when you get jealous, you'd get him punished anywhere and everywhere. The bed, swimming pool, your office, meeting room, flight, bathroom, closet, dining table, couch, kitchen counter, broom, hallways, car, etc. (end of thinking capacity)

"Okay! I'll get the f- out. But I need to turn off the camera before that!" Jungkook exclaimed and you turned silent for a moment, burning holes through his soul.

"It was a prank," he confessed. "The 'I cheated on my partner' prank," he mumbled, and you stared at him for another minute before turning your head to the side and scoffing.

While he stood there, staring at you with an apologizing pout, you turned around and walked towards your bedroom, not speaking a word.

With his pout intensifying, your husband trailed behind you after turning off the camera and placing it on the dining table.

On reaching your bedroom, Jungkook found you sitting on the edge of the bed with the sunrays peeking through the curtains as the only source of light in there.

Walking forward, he slowly knelt down, holding your hands in his.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled with his natural puppy eyes.

No. You didn't fall for those doe eyes like always. Not this time. Not after- Fine. You fell for it again.

"Even though you don't really like me right me now, I just want to remind you that you're the one of my dreams and the love of my life. I hope you forgive me because Kookie is sorry," Jungkook said, laying his head on your lap as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

"You can punish me," he mumbled the last part and that's when you brought your hand up, caressing his head.

He always tried to get you angry. That's how much he loves it when you're rough; they say angry sex is the best sex.

And then you were in the playroom, all kinky toys, leash, handcuffs, gags, belts, ready with your very willing submissive by your side.

It's always hard for Jungkook to turn his head off.

That's part of the joy of being a submissive. None of the decisions are theirs. When they can't refuse anything and can't even move, those voices in their head go silent. All they can do, and all they're permitted to do, is feel.

"I've got a mind to turn you over my knee and spank the spoiled hell out of you," you said while dragging your husband towards the bed.

"It'd hurt," you heard him say in a soft voice.

"Of course it'd hurt, it's a spanking. How else would it work?" You retorted, pushing him on the bed. "And why is that?"

"Because you're the evil scientist of our desires," he answered meekly.

"You want me to forgive you, pup?" You asked again and Jungkook shot his head up to look at you skeptically.

"As opposed to what?" He questioned.

"Getting on your knees and begging me to beat you," you answered with no inflection in your voice.

"I don't want one more than the other," Jungkook answered, fully aware that he was being challenged. "They're not interchangeable. I want them both."

"I want your apology, whenever you want. And then I want you to beat me until I bleed," he replied.

"Then get undressed for me," you said with a slow, dark smile. "The snake and Eve worked together, you and I will too. We'll make sure our Adam enjoys Eden before he leaves. We'll give him a strawberry so sweet that it will sustain him through a whole, miserable lifetime of bland vanilla."

Jungkook looked at you like he was about to cry. Not out of pain. Not out of need. But because your words rub that part of his soul that suffers, that wants to be explored again like a virgin land that has remained intact for centuries and craves to be occupied, appreciated, and transformed.

It felt like he'd been dragged through the nine circles of hell.

"I can't rock you on my lap if you aren't there, baby boy," you snapped him out of his thoughts.

It turned you on too. Not what you do to his body, it is what you do to his mind.

Jungkook needed the hand on his shoulder, the kiss to his temple, and the hot, ragged breath of you over his face.

"It's like an itch, isn't it?" You asked while climbing on the bed. "You can feel it in your throat. You want to scream for me."

And a loud yelp was heard from your husband the very next moment, "You spanked me?!"

"I did," you said nonchalantly. "And I enjoyed it very much. You're very good to get spanked, no?" You asked while removing his clothes.

Jungkook's brows squinted together, and he gave you a stare.

"Do not look at your dominant as if they're an idiot," you stated once he was naked.

Your husband smiled. He shouldn't be terrified, but a little anxiety was good.

"Can you look for beauty in darkness, little baby boy?" You asked, thumb tracing his lower lip, leaning towards his face.

"I've found horrors in light that I've seen so much beauty in the dark," Jungkook answered, feeling your lips on his.

Getting drunk in your misery like fine wine, savoring every drop, letting it soothe his mind, his tension flowing out the fingertips that were embraced by the warmth and sweat of your skin.

A/n

To me, this oneshot is like a parody of famous BDSM quotes.