Obsession (Jimin FF) ✔

Wreckage

Tae Pov:

I couldn't get up fast enough. Those moments waiting for Jimin to pick her up and carry her out after she passed out on him, were the most excruciatingly painful moments of my life!! My cock screaming at me to do something, anything to relieve this pressure that I had endured for almost the entire movie. Not only were my boxer shorts soaked through, there was a very clear and obvious stain on the front of my jeans from just how eager my privates demanded some attention.

As soon as they were out of sight, I shot up and through another door. Finding it to be the locker room, I headed straight for the showers. In a concealed corner, I rested my heated body against the cold wall and with some care (because I was just that stiff) maneuvered myself out of my jeans and boxers. Just the feel of my own hand had my knees buckling under me.

I groaned loud, hoping no one, but also not caring if anyone, walked in on me. I needed this too badly. The way her body moved so smoothly on top of him, flawless in her talent. Her obvious attempts at keeping quiet as she trembled from orgasm over and over again.

Ten.

Ten times.

That's how many times she came for me. With him of course, but I felt like it was a show put on for me whether on purpose or not, I'm still not sure. But that last one? I won't even count that as an orgasm. That was pure euphoria. The way her face scrunched, the way her movements speed up, her body bounced harder, the quickening in her breath, the muffled shriek...

"Ah...FUCK!! Mhmm...shit!" I spilled my seed all over the blue tiled floor, watching as gravity pulled it towards the closest drain. I envisioned her lapping it up and continued pumping another release out of myself, followed by another, all in the same ten minutes. Finally I cut on the shower and left the lockers thinking to myself, she is going to have to give me some more.

Walking the halls, I thought on whole scenario. Jimon knew I was watching. He had told me as much but did he know about us? Probably not. Why would he tolerate me in his presence if he did? He had looked quite uncomfortable with my being there but that was probably just a "Who's this new cat around my girl?" sort of thing. I know if he did know, I would have already been confronted by him because if it were me and I knew? Knew that he had had my girl against a stall and inside her, he would not be standing. So, I'll assume that he doesn't. Which means she kept our little secret. Which means I'm gonna have her again.

Y/N POV

I wake up groggily in my bed, my Jiminie, my angel, next to me fast asleep but somehow, still wearing a smirk on his face. I move to touch his beautiful face but find my hands are tied above me. Not to mention, my whole body aches, from my calves to my thighs, my abdomen, my chest, my arms, even my neck.

I look down at my battered body and can see nothing but purple, blue, and even some black marks decorating my skin. Where I don't see any and even mixed in are teeth marks, pink and prominently carved in my flesh. I pull on my arms but the restraint refuses to give. Opening my mouth to speak, I have to swallow several times against the scratchiness I feel in my throat before anything comes out and even then it's just a hoarse whisper.

"Ji-Jiminie??" my tongue feels swollen inside my mouth and I can barely hear myself so I'd be surprised if he could even this close. I lay back and try to remember how I had gotten here. The last thing I remember clearly was the gym and I was begging Jiminie to fuck me. After that it's all a big blur.

I'm sorry baby but blame you arrogant friend...

"Jiminie??"

"Stay with me baby..."

"That's right, Jagi. Ride daddy's dick..."

"Jiminie it hurts..."

"Tell me who you belong to...ANSWER ME!!..."

"I'm yours, I'm yours..."

"Flip over..."

"Take it, choke on it, I want your throat..."

"You still breathing baby? Good. Open wide..."

"Please let me cum..."

"Fuck. So good..."

"I'm far from finished, baby..."

"I love it when you shower me baby. That's three times now?..."

"Jiminie, I'm so tired."

"Please..."

"I think I've got one more round in me. Hold on to me baby..."

I feel sticky and sweaty and raw. He worked me and he worked me hard. Apparently Taehyung did something to offend him further and he had taken all that aggression out on me. From what I can remember it was partly torturous and partly amazing. The time read 9:00 pm on my bedside table which was weird because the movie ended at 10, Friday night. So was it Saturday night? Had Jiminie fucked me all night and day?

I saw my legs in the covers feeling his cum still running out of me turning me on. He must have bust in me to brimming plus more. I can't help but get wet at the thought of him dominating me for a whole day. Fucking me into submission so good to the point I don't even remember what day it is. I squeeze my thighs together, the friction making me gasps loudly, or as loud as I can giving my throat is fucked raw, which the thought only makes me more aroused.

I squirm and arch next to him thinking of all the things he did to me today, my bottom and center getting stimulation just in the sheet, my thighs squeezing against my clit, biting my own lip brings just a little bit of pain, and I cum quietly next to my torturer. I look over into his face to only heighten my high and find him evilly watching me with that same smirk.

"Oh, Jiminiiee," my legs curling upwards as my body tries to go into a fetal position from the extra push of pleasure that rushes me at his watchful eyes. I can't help but pull against my restraints feeling the bite in my wrist more prominently now and the pain extends my high again. Trembling I finally come down feeling surreal and lightheaded.

FUCK!!, that was amazing. But FUCK!!, I'm in trouble.