Full Switch

Control 85 💧

Jungkook liked to have permission.

And he almost always got it as soon as he asked. He knew he didn't have to, no one was making him wait, he just really liked the way it felt to be controlled. To know that Gray or his hyungs would know exactly when he came, to know that he was only letting go because they said he could.

It had started like that, little permissions. "Can I kiss you Gray?" "Can I come now?" "Can I come inside?" But the sexual lines began to blur over into daily activities when Jungkook started asking for permission outside of the bedroom too. "Can I be done with dinner now?" "Can I go watch tv with Jiminie?" "Can I go to the bathroom?"

He had even once gone as far as to call Gray when he was jerking off in his room and she was out having lunch with Hoseok.

"Noona," he moaned into the phone as soon as she picked up.

"Naughty Kookie," she replied immediately, a smirk behind her voice. Jungkook was so close, his hand stroking his leaking dick quickly, his breathing heavy as he muffled a little moan. "What's my sweet baby boy up to?" She asked, feigning innocence.

"Noona can - can I come? Please," he begged through the phone.

"Hm I don't know bub... noona is kind of busy right now and you're touching yourself all alone..."

"Pleaseplease," he whimpered, his hips jerking forward as he fucked his fist, tears pricking the corners of his eyes. "Can I come please."

"Okay baby, go ahead and come for me," she said through the receiver. Jungkook groaned loudly and released, spurting cum up over his stomach. "Good boy, did so well," she praised, her voice soft and sweet on the phone.

"Thanks noona," he replied.

"See you later baby," she said then, before hanging up.

It made him feel cared for and pampered and every time Kook heard the word "yes" he felt a happy bubble in his tummy. He didn't mind the occasional "no" either, it was usually either for a reason or because Gray was teasing him in bed, and she never made him hold off for long.

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Jungkook was in the kitchen talking with Yoongi when he suddenly felt a twinge. He paused mid sentence and blinked at Yoongi.

"Can I go to the bathroom?" He asked automatically. Yoongi shrugged.

"Check with Gray," he said. That seemed odd, normally the hyungs just said yes or waved him off when he asked. So Jungkook nodded and walked away, heading off to find Gray. She was curled up on a sofa in the back family room, watching some tv by herself.

"Noona?" Jungkook said, peeking his head in.

"Kookie," she sang happily, smiling and patting the seat next to her. Jungkook quickly obeyed and hurried over, sitting down and snuggling up. She was so comfy that he forgot for a moment that he needed to pee. She draped her legs over his lap and scooted in close, humming contentedly and he wrapped his arm around her and turned his attention to the tv. But after a few minutes he remembered he needed to pee when he felt another twinge.

"Oh - noona - can I go to the bathroom?" He asked.

"No," she said. Jungkook blinked, but he didn't get up, obeying her. He just turned his attention back to the show, focusing on it to distract himself. By the time it ended, Jungkook really had to go. She still had her legs draped across his lap and he squeezed his thighs together, a hand straying down to press lightly at his crotch.

"Noona," he asked again, hesitantly. "C-can I go?" He asked.

"Where do you want to go?" She asked, turning her eyes up at him and blinking innocently. "You're leaving me? But I'm comfy."

"I - I need to go," he said, swallowing. "Can I go to the bathroom?"

"No," she repeated, watching his reaction carefully.

And then Jungkook knew she wasn't just avoiding him getting up and making her move - she was doing this. Had planned it even, he realized, thinking back to Yoongi telling him to ask her when they were in the kitchen. He swallowed heavily, his brow furrowed in discomfort. He liked to be told yes, he did. So why was he getting such a head rush from being denied?

"What's your color Jungkookie?" She asked him softly.

"Green," he breathed. She just smirked and leaned up to capture his lips with hers, brushing light kisses to him. Jungkook felt his eyes flutter closed, properly distracted from the discomfort he was feeling as her hand slipped up to run over the back of his neck, pulling him closer. He chased her, leaning down slightly, his hand slipping up her side, his thumb brushing lightly over the underside of her breast as he kissed her. She shifted and her leg pressed against his stomach and he gasped, pulling back quickly and whining.

"Oh - please - can I go please?" He asked, his hand snapping back down to squeeze his cock, holding it all back. She kept her leg against his stomach and Jungkook swore she pushed a little harder for just a second - he grimaced in discomfort, holding everything as tight as he could.

"Yes baby, go," she finally replied, lifting her legs so he could quickly slip out from under them and hurry to the bathroom.

He fumbled with his pants and stood in front of the toilet, and when he finally freed himself and leaned forward a little, the force of release dragged a low groan out of him. Jungkook let out an enormous sigh of relief as he finally let it all go, the pressure slowly relieving as he emptied his bladder.

And when he was done and shook the last drop from himself he tried to ignore the bubble of arousal in his stomach and the way his dick was starting to chub up in his hand. He swallowed heavily. Maybe being denied every now and then wasn't so bad.

Maybe it was worth the delay for that feeling of relief in the end.

He hurried back out to find Gray again - needing to hear that he had done well. He held it for such a long time and obeyed her perfectly - Jungkook knew he deserved some praise.