The Red Room =For Pleasure of Bondage and Choking=

Two in One

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Jeongguk's jaw drops as he hurriedly shoves his phone under his desk into his lap. The universe has to be shitting him right now. There is no way this is happening to him, not now, not during his business statistics course that his parents made him sign up for that he'd be in a million years of pain if he didn't pass. Please, Lord, no.

But yes. Yes, it really is happening. Yes, his boyfriend just sent him a picture of himself sprawled across their bed, naked save for a pair of black lace panties that did little to nothing to cover up the fact that he was most definitely rubbing himself off underneath the thin fabric that barely held his cock.

Stifling the urge to groan, Jeongguk puts his forehead on the edge of the desk and stares down at the image on his phone, hunched so no one would be able to see. No one sits to his left and the girl beside him on the right always scrolls through some dumb online shopping website so he's pretty safe, but still, just to be sure...

And to be honest, Jeongguk could stare at this picture all day and not get bored, because damn did Jimin look good, especially wearing the panties that Jeongguk had bought him. His phone vibrates in his hand and Jeongguk bites his lip as he scrolls down a bit to see the new message.

Sexy Mochi <3 [2:37 pm]:
Come home and fuck me, daddy...

And Jeongguk will kill him. Unless he himself dies first, of course. He bangs his head lightly against his desk as his fingers tighten around his phone and his pants tighten around his dick. For crying out loud, now is not the time to be getting a boner. Jeongguk resents the clock now more than ever. His class doesn't end until three o'clock and he's not sure how long he can sit with his face on the table before his professor notices.

Precious Baby <3 [2:37 pm]:
Fuck yourself.

Jeongguk types rapidly and then picks his head up, setting his phone face-down on the table. Maybe if he ignores it, he won't be hard as a rock when he gets up to leave.

Unfortunately, his phone vibrates a minute later and he's not a strong enough man to resist.

Sexy Mochi <3 [2:39 pm]:
Way ahead of you...

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Oh, it's worse than Jeongguk had expected. How the fuck is he supposed to deal with this? In the middle of class? Seriously, it's not like Jimin doesn't know where he is right now. And if he'd just wait another forty minutes or so, Jeongguk would be home to fuck him.

Oh.

That's it then. Jimin is acting like this in hopes to piss Jeongguk off enough that he'll fuck him really hard. Or punish him. Or maybe both. Knowing Jimin, probably both.

Jeongguk bites his lip hard as he checks, and then double-checks, and then triple-checks to make sure his sound is completely off. Taking a deep breath to brace himself, he plays the video.

It's obvious that Jimin is holding his phone behind himself, giving Jeongguk a view of his ass as his other hand is underneath his panties. Said panties do nothing to hide the fact that Jimin is shoving his fingers into himself at a lazy pace, and Jeongguk can see the shine of lube, seeping through the fabric.

Jeongguk can only imagine what the video sounds like. Actually, he doesn't want to imagine it. Probably a bunch of hot, panting breaths, and low, mewling moans pressed into the mattress where Jimin has shoved his face. His face is probably all red from arousal and lack of air and god, Jeongguk just wants to go home and fuck him.