Frozen by Heart || PJM

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The continuation of chapter 10. If uncomfortable I would suggest skipping to the middle. ♡

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Your mind was sent in a haze. Living in the prolonging pleasure from the work of his fingers rubbing against your clit. You could sense the deliberated movements edging you to ecstasy. Your knees buckled inwards once again with your body arching forward.

Jimin closed the remaining distance as he leaned in flushed against your back, whispering so succulently in your ear.

"You like that?" He murmured in a sultry tone with his fingers picking up the pace causing you to yelp.

"N-No.." You answered through gritted teeth as your grip tightened on the hem. "I don't." You lied once again whilst feigning a stoic look, and despite at your attempts the obvious moans escaping your lips betrayed you.

Jimin hum with his hot breath fanning against your neck. You could already imagine his lips forming the obvious smirk at your feigned protest.

"Is that so.." He then dipped his fingers forward down moving to your practically soak slits, and drove them past your walls. Immediately your eyes shot wide with a loud hitched gasp escaping your lips from the penetration.

He smirked at your wince, and began to pump his fingers in a rhythmic movement. He plowed them in such a relentless pace without letting you have a second to adjust. You could feel tear welled up in the corner of your eyes as each and every thrust felt like a cruel reminder with your fate.

You had to bit down on your bottom lip to muffle the unwanted noises, and it was beginning to bruise your lower lip from how hard you were biting. Jimin could see how badly this was affecting you however he wasn't satisfied enough.

He wanted to see more.

Without warning he slipped in another finger in, and abruptly curled them to hit your G-spot. Your eyes shot wide sensing the additional finger inside your throbbing walls. The noises that shamelessly slipped out your mouth gradually grew louder once Jimin took it another notch. His hand that was fondling your breast withdrew away momentarily soon crystallizing a sharp of ice in his palm.

"Ah!-" Your body immediately jolt up upon sensing the ice making contact with your sensitive buds. The warmth from your body brought the sharp to gradually melt slowly with its water tracing your under boob before leisurely soaking up the fabric of your dress.

"Still don't like it?" Jimin whispered sultrily in ear.

You didn't want to submit to him. You couldn't allow yourself to be broken so easily by him yet.. your body was beginning to forfeit. The continuation of his ramming fingers brought her insides to pulsate as your insides abruptly tingled in an upcoming climax.

The tears that once streamed down your eyes were now stains of ecstasy. The whimpers that were once laced with pain and suffering had been completely replaced with pleasure. These signs alone were evident enough to betray any feigned lies, well not that you could have anyways.

Jimin smirked darkly taking in the delightful sight of his doll breaking. As he stated before dolls were delicate and fragile. So easily to be broken, and unironically the puppet he had referred to you was not taken as a nickname.

It was a warning.

Oh how foolish to be in this predicament. If only you knew better to keep your mouth shut then this wouldn't had happened, but it was easier said then done. It was impossible and you know it.

With the final ram of his fingers you screamed out a loud cry of pleasure whilst experiencing your first climax. You could feel your arousing fluids squirting down with it splattering in between your thighs. Jimin would only then hum lowly taking in the wonderful sight as he finally withdraw his fingers away.

He watched as your body weakly collapse down onto the dance floor panting exhaustedly from the orgasmic aftermath.

"Looks like I did get to prove my point after all~" Jimin smirked as he looked down at his fingers completely lathered in your juices. He relished the reminisce of his lesson, and soon he filled the dance room with his narcissistic laugh as he left the room.

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** Start here **

(I doubt anyone actually skips these scenes which I don't mind. But I hope I don't have any underage readers here though then again I'm not surprised if there is.)

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You lied there on the floor completely overwhelmed by the mix of shame and pleasure. Your body was still trembling from ecstasy however your mind was conflicted by raw emotions. Never in your whole life you had your body violated like that, and it disgusted you how you even succumbed to the pleasure.

"A monster.. he is a monster..." You murmured in between ragged breaths with your vision coming into a blur from the amount of overflowing tears pouring out of your eyes. You clasped your hand over your face finally experiencing the absolute despair he had mentioned before.

Yet despite it being a punishment your body took it was a reward which you couldn't comprehend why. Was it normal to give in so involuntarily? Was it alright to enjoy something that's meant to hurt you? Was it really okay?

These overwhelming conflicting thoughts would drown you with unanswered questions. You couldn't understand why you reciprocated that way, but you were certainly not curious or foolish enough to cause it to happen again. This punishment alone was the most tamest thing he could've done to you, and it scared you knowing he could've done much worse.

Oh yeah definitely you didn't want another lecture from him.

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Friday approached, just a day after the traumatic experience, and another day for your dance lesson with Hoshi. As far as practicing goes it got moderately worse thanks to these conflicting memories from a day ago. You didn't even notice that your movements were rather sluggish until the sound of your dance instructor wincing snapped you back into your senses.

"Oh!- I am so sorry!" You quickly apologized before stepping away from his foot.

"No.. no, it's fine don't worry." Hoshi reassured you with his signature smile though no matter how hard he feigned it his face hinted the evidential discomfort.

"No it's not.." You protested before looking down in guilt.

Hoshi remained silent upon noticing your distressed expression. He knew something was bothering you, and it was most likely from that day from what he presumed. He didn't need to know what had happen to you, but one thing was clear — Jimin was definitely etched in your mind.

"It's okay.. don't worry about that." He tried to comfort you as his hands hovers over your shoulders wanting to pull you in for an embrace however he hesitated momentarily. The reason behind it was frankly obvious, and it was purely done out of respect yet morals could be dismissed from this.

"It's okay." Hoshi recreated his words once again before finally locking his arm's around you, and comforted you with a warm hug.

You were slightly startled by his sudden action however you didn't push him away. Instead you slowly reciprocated back the hug finding his warmth to be reassuring. You closed your eyes accepting the hug whilst listening in to his soothing voice.

While this occurred little did they know by the open creak of the door stood someone silently watching them.

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Author's Note;

Sorry if this chapter isn't as long as the previous one. I tried to write enough, but my brain juice isn't working with me tonight, But who do y'all think is watching them? 🤭

Share your thoughts about this chapter, and don't forget to vote my lovely mochis!

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