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♠️Chapter 19♠️

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Wednesday

Jimin was slowly brought down from the delirious heights Yoongi placed him. Gentle kisses along his neck, his lips. Softly caring, Jimin almost melted into the desk. The release was heavy on his shoulders. His hands, arms, chest, all slack against the wooden surface.

His pants heavy, he was tired. Jimin tried to clear the cloud of lust that brew in his stomach and calm the thunder that drove his desires.

"It's okay, Kitten," Yoongi cooed into his skin. Jimin's body was sensitive, and the little breaths Yoongi left on his skin caused his body to shudder. He felt a warm towel press lightly onto his skin. "I'm just going to clean you up, okay?" Yoongi hummed.

Jimin nodded shyly. He was drowning in bliss and it was hard to grip onto any form of sanity.

Yoongi had stopped cleaning him, he helped Jimin up. Slowly untying the knot of the tie and sliding it off Jimin's red face.

And that was when Jimin had enough time to register the damage he had done to Yoongi's neck. All he could do is connect the emotions and actions to the image before him, Yoongi's pale neck was littered with various shades of pinks and purples. He slowly traced the kiss inflicted bruises. "I'm sorry, Yoongi." He mumbled.

The Chairman took Jimin's hands gently in his, he stood between his submissive's legs. Yoongi leaned behind him to pick up a new shirt. He dressed Jimin, slowly rebuttoning his shirt. After fiddling with the top button, Yoongi pulled Jimin towards him for another kiss. It was slow. And Jimin was less desperate. He savoured the touches. "I told you already, you can freely want me. And I will take care of you. Don't ever feel sorry, do you understand, Kitten?"

Jimin's new shirt was slightly oversized, he waved his paws and strangely watched how the fabric flapped about. Yoongi made him feel so small. So safe. It was hard to explain.

"I didn't umm..." Jimin's voice was inaudible. "I didn't please you."

Yoongi shook his head slowly. He sat back onto his seat and gestured Jimin to come towards him, patting his thigh. His eyes were fixed on the floor, but he slowly made his way to Yoongi anyway. He didn't straddle Yoongi, instead he sat on his lap, legs draped over the chair sideways as he played with the sleeves of his shirt. "What makes you think you didn't please me?"

Jimin's cheeks bled crimson, the words were too shy to leave his lips. "I... you... we." He stuttered, he didn't know how he was going to phrase this. He was hushed as Yoongi placed his hands over the younger's trembling ones.

"Kitten, there are many ways a dominant is pleased by their submissive. It doesn't always have to involve you doing anything to me. Sometimes I will just want to take care of you. And when you're more comfortable, we can explore other things." Yoongi was lecturing him, but all the words left his lips softly as he drew circles on Jimin's thighs. "You pleased me today."

"I... did?" Jimin repeated.

"Yes, Kitten," Yoongi confirmed. "So trust me, and let me set the pace. You tell me if it's too fast or too slow. Communicate with me always and we shouldn't have to worry about anything."

Jimin nodded, "Yes, Master."

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Jimin's cheeks were a block of red by the time he finally walked out of Yoongi's office with the box of all his work. He had coffee with Yoongi and lunch, but now that everyone was looking at him knowingly, he couldn't help but feel exposed.

Jin carried in a tray of tea, he placed it on Taehyung's desk. "Here oh wise, oh true slut, oh Goddess of the sexual acts." The head of department seemed to grind his teeth together, a forced smile on his face.

"Good Peasant, now go cook me more chicken legs." Taehyung hummed approvingly. He picked up a cardboard box filled with sex toys. Jimin gulped as he watched Tae shoved the box in Jin's arms. "Send these to the for sterilise chute, and pick a few whips and toys for me, I need them in ten minutes. Hoseok just got back after being sick, so he's really aggressive today. Gosh, I love it." Taehyung chuckled dreamingly.

Jimin finally sat next to Taehyung when Jin moved away, after smiling weakly at Jimin. "What happened?" He asked cautiously.

Taehyung grinned, his eyes glanced to Jimin's neck. "Nothing, he just lost a bet, that's all."

"Is Hoseok really..umm.. aggressive." Jimin mumbled as he unpacked his things. He didn't really know why he was asking. He just wanted to prevent Taehyung from asking questions.

Taehyung actually laughed at Jimin's response. "You really think Jungkook is more dominant? Have you seen what Hoseok is like behind closed doors? He is a bedroom dominant, don't be fooled by that sunny smile. Evil pleasures lurk behind those soft lips." He licked his lips as if reminiscent.

Jimin looked in the receptionist's direction, he was walking in through the glass doors for his lunch break. Hoseok's hair was styled, his suit outlining his masculine body. He didn't notice the sharp jaw line before. And indeed, how dangerous those plump lips could be. He didn't know if it was the light playing with him, but he saw a grin spark across Hoseok's lips. He was meters away, but Jimin could feel his dominance thickly in the air.

"He's mine Jimin, but I don't mind sharing." Taehyung winked when the older looked back at him. The younger wore this smug look. He leaned towards Jimin's ear, the whispers biting into his reddening lobe.

"I.." Jimin was flustered, and it was probably because Yoongi had woken dormant senses within him.

"So long as you listen to us really, really well."

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