1: Jikook : Drunk Punishment

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jimin was sitting there, anxiously. he was in his required uniform for his lover- a pink maid's outfit and white, lacy stockings. he was going to come home drunk. jimin could already smell the beer on his breath. but he knew that if he wanted to get paid then he'd have to stay and get fucked into tomorrow.

he heard the keys in the front door rattle, and his heart leapt. with fear? caution? excitement? he couldn't hell, but he had to put on the façade of wanting to be devoured by his boyfriend.

he loved him, he really did. he was his first serious boyfriend, but jungkook went off the rails and forgot his morals, and started seeing jimin only for the sex. things lead to another, and jimin ended up a sugar baby. not that he minded, but he preferred jungkook's love over money.

the door slammed open, jimin yelping as the metal went rocketing into the wall. jungkook stumbled in, his red hair sticking out and his lips pink from the cold. he looked at the clock. 2 am.

"jimin, baby..." he groaned, walking towards him, his eyes darkening. he trailed his eyes up and down jimin's body, devouring him with his vision. jimin gulped.

"yes, daddy?"

"i want -hic- you," he hiccupped. jimin smiled flirtatiously.

"well, that can be arranged," jimin muttered softly, jungkook advancing towards him and slamming him onto the couch. he pinned his arms against the other end of the couch, his thighs held open by jungkook's leg.

"i want you!" he bellowed again, jimin cringing away from his drunken boyfriend. he slapped jimin across the face. "upstairs. now. undressed and ready. you're getting it rough tonight." jimin's eyes widened, before nodding and standing up from the couch, his legs feeling like jelly. jungkook slapped his ass as he walked up the stairs, going to grab an aspirin.

jimin sat in the bedroom, nervously awaiting what his punishment was going to be. he knew one thing- he was going to be very submissive. he opened the door, and looked at jimin. he was sitting on his bed, still unmade from last time. jimin felt his eyes trail up his legs, his neck, his cock. his eyes- he, owned everything.

"d-do you have lube?" jimin asked, scared. jungkook smiled, darkly, almost forgivingly.

"no." jimin's toes curled, prepared for what was going to happen. he let his eyes rest on jungkook's hard on, a large tent forming in his pants. he licked his lips. he was easy to get into submission. he walked over to jimin, lifting him up by his thighs and sitting down, placing him on his bulge. jimin palmed it through the denim, squirming and trying to gain friction.

"ride my thigh, baby," jungkook drawled. jimin rocked back and forth on his huge thighs, moaning every time he did it well and sent sparks down his legs. "i've changed my mind. i'm in charge," jungkook groaned, grabbing jimin's bare ass and making him jolt, but he stopped moving nonetheless. jungkook started attacking kisses into him, sucking on the spot on jimin's neck that drove him crazy, that made him see stars. he sucked a big, red hickey into his neck, his chest, and laid jimin down to suck more into his inner thighs, making jimin's stomach curl and arch his back, moaning.

"ah...f..." he moaned, a curse dissolving in his throat. jungkook dragged his fingers down jimin's torso, landing on his cock, jimin jolting. "s-sensitive." he was fairly good sized, but it was nothing compared to jungkook's monster cock. jungkook dragged his tongue up the side of his shaft, circling the head with his tongue. jimin let out a strangled moan, trying to squeeze his thighs together in reflex. jungkook then pushed the rest of jimin's member down his throat, opening up his oesophagus and stopping his gag reflex to push the tip down his throat.

"ah! fuck!" he yelled, gripping jungkook's hair as he teased him, taking him in slowly and pulling his head up. he bobbed his head, hollowing out his cheeks and going faster and faster, jimin letting his head fall back. he pulled off with a pop, jimin seething from the cold air hitting his member. "jungkook, please, please," he whined, breathlessly. jungkook raised an eyebrow, flipping him on his stomach, dragging his finger down his spine and landing on his balls, sending shivers down his spine. he pulled out his full hard erection, jimin whining with anticipation. "p-please. put it all in. i've been- ah! fuck!" jimin was cut off by jungkook ramming himself into jimin, his hole refusing at first put being stretched out by jungkook.

"bad. i know. does it hurt, baby?" jungkook asked, jimin crying and nodding. he pushed in, angling himself so he'd ram into jimin's prostate. he pulled out, slowly, and rammed in again, jimin screaming out in pain. he was yet to feel good. jungkook grabbed jimin's dick in front of him, pumping him as he rammed intno his prostate, abusing him over and over and over again, his eyes rolling and feeling his dick fill with warmth. "fuck, jungkook, you're filling me up so much!" jimin was screaming, pleasure finally taking over and sending jimin into a frenzy of tingles and indescribable pleasure. he felt his head go cold, he gripped the sheets and screamed as he came, strings of white coating the bed as jungkook ruthlessly chased his own high, ignoring jimin's pleas to stop and let himself breathe. finally, after minutes of ruthless pounding, jungkook came inside jimin, pulling out and letting cum drip out of him, admiring the artwork he'd created. jimin sobbed softly in the sheets, curling up into a fetal position and trying to recover from his orgasm. jungkook collapsed next to him, spooning him and snoring almost immediately. jimin felt his eyes close, and he muttered a small 'i love you' to jungkook before he fell asleep. 

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