Play Thing

Chapter 11: Princess

"Good, now about this dress" Jimin leans back a bit to examine my body. He pushes me off of his lap and stands up, grabbing the hem of the dress and pulling it down. He doesn't stop until it hits the floor. I'm left standing in just a pair of panties. Jimin takes his lip into his teeth and shakes his head.

"You're gonna drive me crazy, Princess" his voice gets deeper when he calls me that. It's my new favorite word. His lips dance up my thighs until he reaches my pantie line. He takes the hem of them in his teeth, and snaps it on my skin. I jump from the pleasant pain. He smiles, amused by my reaction, and stands back up in front of me. He takes my hand in his and leads me to climb back on top of him. His lips meets mine again as his hands run up and down my back. The metal rings on his fingers cool the fire throughout my entire body. He pulls away for a second to remove his red, tattered shirt with the word 'ARMY' printed across it. He tosses the shirt on the floor and brings our bodies back together. His skin on mine feel so soft, but his body is hard, toned and muscled. Both of his hands grab my ass, squeezing them. He spanks me hard with both hands, I can't control the moan that follows.

"Mm" Jimin rubs away the sting before double spanking me again. I moan a little louder. "I like that sound" he spanks again. He cuts my moan off with his lips. Jimin unbuckles his belt, sliding it out of the loops. He tosses it on the floor along with his shirt. He unbuttons his pants and pulls down his boxer breifs, revealing his large throbbing member. "This is what you do to me, Princess. Now how are you gonna make this right?" He takes my hand in his, placing it around his member. My hand continues to pump his member, his eyes shut in pleasure. This is different, I've never pleasured anyone before. I can see why they like doing this to me. His moans, they sound so intoxicating. I'm making him this way, I have control of him. One of Jimin's hands move from my ass to my sex, he slides his thumb along the outside of my panties. We both moan at the same time. Jimin takes a gold package out of his pocket and hands it to me.

"I want you to put it on me" his voice is deep and demanding. The dominance makes me comply immediately, opening the package and sliding the slippery rubber down his member. He doesn't bother taking off my panties, he moves them to the side before lifting my body and centering my sex with his tip. He lays flat on the bed. "Sit" his dominating voice commands. I slowly lower my body down, stopping once the tip was fully inside, that's all I could take. Jimin grabs my hips and enters his member all the way in. My toes curly, my eyes shut and I let out a scream. All of him was inside me, stretching me out. I could feel his skin on mine, it almost burns. He pulls out a little only to push in harder. I repeat all three initial reactions to him doing this. My hands lay flat on his stomach to keep my balance. "Keep doing this" he lets go of my hips, allowing me to ride him at my own pace. I grind hips on his member, every time I'd go to slow, he'd grab my body again and thrust in me hard and fast, telling me to pick up the past. My moans become uncontrollable.

"Huh, huh, fuck, fuck, fuck!" I pant.

"Cum for me, Princess" he demands.

"I'm gonna-, fuck! I'm gonna-" I release onto him. His pumping gets slower but deeper with each thrust. He releases as well. Our pants harmonize together as we come down from the high.

"I can get used to this" he smirks.

"Uhuh" I breathe. Me too. I slowly climb off his body and lay on my back beside him. He roles over to face me, propping his head up on his arm. We lay there for what seems like an hour, watching the tv I forgot was even on.

"It still feels new to me" I admit. He scrunches his eyebrows. "Doing..ya know..that. Before I came here I had never done that before.

"Oh, really? I wouldn't have guessed. You ride like a pro." He laughs.

"I've never did that, either" Namjoon and Jungkook took control. With Jimin, he let me do things to him. I don't know which way I like more.

"Well that explains why you're so tight" they speak so openly about these types of things but still, it surprises me. I can feel my olive cheeks turn aurbun, I cover them with my hands. I hear him laugh as he tugs my hands away. He pins my hands up next to my head. "You're cute when you're embarrassed" he plants a kiss on my lips. His kisses travel to my neck. I've come to the conclusion that he likes to kiss and I can  honestly say that love when he kisses me. His lips are so full and soft, they feel amazing. I want to run my fingers through his hair but his hands keep my wrist pinned. I lift my chest up, connecting our bodies again. Jimin pulls his lips away and I regret my actions. He lays back down next to me.

My finger traces over the area his lips just were. I miss them already. Jimin rolls off the bed and picks up his shirt. "Wear this" he throws it onto the bed. The hem of the shirt reaches the top of my thighs. "Mm, even better than the dress" he slides the belt back through the loops of his pants leaving it unbuckled. It jingles as he walks over to me. "Sweet dreams, Princess" he gives me one last kiss before turning and leaving the room.

I'm extremely exhausted. I pull my hair back up into the messy pony tail and climb back into the bed. Just as I lay my head down on the silk pillow case, I hear a knock on my door.

"It's open. You can come in" I just got comfortable, I really didn't want to get up. The door slowly opens.

"Am I bothering you?" He peeks through the door, not enough for me to recognize him. His voice was low and hoarse. Almost as if he'd been asleep, or crying. It was still hard to tell which guys was at the door.

"Of course not, come in"  I sit up, crossing my legs. The door opens more and the one I least expect walks in. His eyes are bloodshot. He wasn't wearing a shirt and I can see the sheer droplets that cover his chest. "Are you okay?"