Once again, I was left in the silence of the room. Now what. I check the clock again, it's 5:58 pm. I should probably go eat something. I set the phone on the vanity table and head downstairs. The kitchen was empty. The tiled floor was cold under my feet. The house seems bigger without the boys here. I search the cabinets and fridge for something to eat.
"Ms. Young?" Jung Soo's voices startles me. I'm gonna have to put cowbells on these guys. I almost chuck the package of ramen at him. I'm trained in self-defense so my first instinct is to attack. "I apologize, are you alright?" I swallow my scream and nod. I'm not alright, not at all. "Well, I am truly sorry. Are you hungry? I can call Eun Ae and-"
"No, no no, it's okay, I don't want to bother her." I admit.
"Alright, The boys will be back in 6 hours" Jung Soo bows and walks away.
"Thank you" I half whisper, still trying to catch my breath. I find a pot and fill it with water, settings it on the heating stove. I wash my used dishes and return back to the room. I check the clock once more, 6:43, I still have about 5 hours. I remember the words Jimin said before he left, "I'll be back" The anticipation skips my heart. I can only imagine how he fucks....woah...did I really just think that? Being here is doing something to me. I signed my body away to 7 boys who can do to me whatever their hearts desire...and I kinda like it.
My heart pounds in my ears, dirty thoughts fill my mind. I've only had sex twice, but the newly experienced part of me starts to fill in all the missing pieces of possibilities. Possible positions, possible tempos, possible pleasures.
I need to stop. I need to distract myself. I check again, 6:50, why is time moving so slow? I really need to distract myself. I wonder what they are doing. What exactly are they practicing? Before thinking, i pick up the phone and text Namjoon.
Typing...
"What are you doing?" No, I delete that.
"What are you practicing for?" No, delete.
I can't think of what to say so I place the phone back down on the table. Almost immediately, it dings. It's a text...from Jimin.
"I was just thinking about you and the things I could do to make you moan"
I-i, wha-what? What the fuck? What do I do? It dings again.
"Send me something"
"Like what" I type back.
"A picture"
My checks flush, he wants a picture?!? I'm not sure of what but I'm hoping it's not what I'm thinking.
"Of" I nervously type, praying to god he doesn't say what I'm thinking.
"Of you, I want to see you" well that's vague as hell. I flip the camera around to the mirror and snap multiple pictures. I sort through them all and delete the ones that look ugly in. One out of the fifty I took was okay enough to send. I wait impatiently for his response.
"Still wearing that dress I see😍" It completely slipped my mind, I look down at the skin tight dress, it fits so comfortably I forgot I still had it on. The phone dings again.
"Don't worry, I can take it off you, I promise to be gentle" the image of him stripping me plays in my mind. I don't know rather I should be impressed or disgusted by my mind trailing off onto other things he could do to me. Before I could even respond, he texts a third time.
"I have to go, but when I get home, I want you to be ready for me princess. And please, leave the dress on"
I have two options here. To taunt him or To not respond. I debate on rather I should to let the newly experienced part of me respond or not.
"I will, I'll be waiting" I immediately shut the screen and place it face down on the table.
(Jimin's POV)
"I will, I'll be waiting" she texts back. God, she has no idea how much I want her.
"Jimin-ssi" Jungkook calls me back for practice. I guess the break is over. How am I supposed to focus now, all I can think about is Aubrey in that dress, the way it shows off how perfect her body is. I have no problem sharing her with the other members, but tonight I want her to be mine. I want to make her moan my name. We go through our set list two more times before the choreographer calls it a day. My body is tenses from dancing in tight pants with a hard on. I need to get home to her soon. The car ride from the studio to the house seemed longer than usual. It's hard to get her out of my mind.
(Back to Aubrey's POV)
I ended up turning on the tv and watching some Korea show about a webtoon character coming to life. It was actually really interesting. I was so into it, I'm almost didn't hear the knock on the door. I look at the clock, it's 12:04. They're home, he's home. My dirty subconscious screams in my ear with excitement.
"C-coming" I'm not surprised by Jimin standing in the doorway. He doesn't speak, he just walks in and closes and locks the door behind him. He doesn't waste anytime, grabbing my waist and pulling my body close to his. He crashes his full lips onto mine. He walks me backwards to the bed. He sits down and pulls my on his lap. His lips, and the way his kisses me makes me moan in his mouth. He smiles as his kisses harden. I involuntarily move my body on his, feeling his member between my legs. I center my hips on him, I can feel his member meeting up with my body. I push my body down to close the space. Jimin moans and squeezes my ass. He repeats the action by pulling body down again. I grad a hold of his ashy gold hair. Jimin moans again.
"I couldn't get you out of my head all day. How you would look naked on top of me, riding, moaning, panting until you cum. Do you want that, Princess? Do you want me to make you cum?" He pulls my body down again, hitting my spot exactly right. I nod.
"No, say it, I wanna hear you say that you want me to make you cum"
"I want you to make me cum" It feels weird to say that out loud but I do, I don't want him to stop until we release.
"Good, now about this dress" Jimin backs up a bit to examine my body.
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Play Thing
FanfictionThe last thing you expect to happen once you move to a foreign country, is to become someone's property. Due to unfortunate circumstances, Aubrey has no choice but to sign her body away.
