'call me bunny one more time, and i'll f*ck you so hard you forget your own name.'
in which jungkook needs help becoming more dominant, and you are just the woman for the job.
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| dom!kook x brat!reader
| mature content
| complete
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CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN
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♠︎ YOONGI
"Yoongi?"
"Yes?"
Jimin glanced at him seriously, trailing a finger down Yoongi's chest. "I like it when you do that right before I come."
Yoongi blinked at the younger, laying beneath their soft bedsheets. "When I do what?"
It was barely nine in the morning, and Yoongi had always taken Jimin for the type to sleep in, considering how late he was to everything - but it turned out Jimin was only late because of his penchant for morning sex.
Not that Yoongi was complaining, of course. Sex with Jimin was like dying and coming back to life.
It was everything else with Jimin that terrified the living shit out of him.
But now - when Jimin was gazing at him, laying between his legs in the afterglow of sex and stroking his chest - he forgot all of that. He watched as Jimin rolled his eyes, and clarified what he meant.
"You know, that thing you did," Jimin said, hovering above him. "With your mouth."
Yoongi stretched out across the pillows, his movements slow and feline. "I think I'm gonna need you to be more specific," he ran a hand gently through Jimin's hair, letting the strands fall messily around his features. "I used my mouth a lot."
"I think it was somewhere around... here," Jimin let his finger wander up from Yoongi's chest and along the curve of his collarbone, to the juncture of his neck.
"Oh?" Yoongi smirked cockily. He pulled Jimin up over him, nuzzling against the spot Jimin had indicated, but on his neck this time. "This?"
"Yeah, that," Jimin moaned, keened into the curl of Yoongi's tongue against his neck, and Yoongi revelled in the taste of him, of sweat and sex from their activities all night. After the races Jimin had proposed yesterday, the way he'd led them with confidence and then joined in, Yoongi had been desperate to have him. Seeing Jimin wet and dripping like that from the pool...
It had taken everything in him not to drag Jimin inside, like Jungkook had done to you.
Thankfully he'd managed to hold off until that evening. But let's just say, he and Jimin had gotten very little sleep from that point onwards.
