Sweet little Jimin.
On stage, he loved to sway his hips and pucker his glossy lips as he performed.
He's the best stripper for many reasons, and one of it being that even though to have a private session with him was pricey, it was always worth it.
He'll straddle the customer, kissing them up the neck to their ear, whispering dirty things before winking and grinding.
He was the biggest tease, having two fingers between his soft plump lips, sucking them as if he was sucking a dick.
If he couldn't hold it in, he would whine and grope his own plush ass, making his whines higher and louder. Loving the reaction of his client. "Won't Master help his poor little kitten~?" He would say while moaning, going on all fours as he showed off the thigh highs and garter he was wearing.
Having a private session with Jimin was always worth it.
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FanficEach chapters contains a short story of how each member would be if they were a stripper. > this bitch thirsty yEeT > based on a twitter thread I saw a few weeks ago but it suddenly popped into my head
