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♠️Chapter 29 ♠️

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His heartbeat hummed rapidly in Jimin's chest. Cheeks blushed crimson, and he could feel the rise in body temperature caused by the Chairman against the cold sheets. He felt the bed dip and the warm scent of peppermint overwhelming his senses in blissful ways. He wanted to reach for the Chairman but remembered he needed permission.

"Master." Jimin didn't mean to whine, but it was hard when his dry orgasms wrecked his body in regular weakening frequencies.

"I'm here."

Yoongi was always gentle, and now he was even more careful. Jimin felt the Chairman tuck a pillow under his head as the man hovered over his body. Tracing lines along Jimin's body, watching how sensitive he was to every touch. Yoongi dragged his fingers along his submissive's arm, resting the palm of his hand on Jimin's little hand that was balled up in a fist. The younger's hand seemed to open up slowly at Yoongi's touch, their fingers wove together and Jimin finally found something to ground him.

He felt kisses along his neck, long sucks that he looked forward to, already whining against every mark made against his skin. The intensity of the vibrator inched higher, and Jimin's ragged moans returned muffled in the air as he squirmed as the next dry orgasm shot up his body.

He was so fucking sensitive. So needy. His cock hard against his skin.

"Want. Master," It was a clear cry for help and Jimin never knew he would ever feel so needy in this lifetime. "I. Want. You So Bad."

"Such a pretty kitten," Yoongi hummed as he twirled his tongue around Jimin's perked nipples. Running wet lines over them repeatedly, steadily tipping Jimin over the edge because he was capable. "Let me release you from your misery."

A high gasp left Jimin's lips when the toy was pulled out using the wire. He didn't like being empty, but he waited. His pants and breathless whines easily numbed the submissive's hearing, he could only hear his heart racing shamelessly in his chest. It was loud and it ran purely on need. His pre-cum was a mess all over his torso, wanting release, but he felt the cock ring tightening on him. He felt every twitch, his body reacting to the Chairman's tongue.

It was strange that he wanted to be used in such a way. He would occasionally tighten his grip on Yoongi's hands if he ever felt a dry orgasm hit, but then go limp as his burning need was soothed with kisses and large marks. It was the kind of discomfort he welcomed. Only because it was his Master.

"Master," It was another whine because the pleasure came so cheaply, and he was thankful that the Chairman couldn't see his eyes roll back the way they did. He was lucid, laying down on a cloud he was placed on. Naked and all lubed up. Lips parted because he didn't have the strength to hold back a moan.

His face was caressed gently, another lengthy kiss left on his trembling mouth. "Kitten," Yoongi's voice was soothing against his lips, it always was, and Jimin didn't understand why it was so addictive. "Remember the safe word?"

There was silence and Jimin nodded slowly. "But you wouldn't hurt me. Would you?" His voice was clearly weak, body overstimulated, but it was okay. For some reason the trust that existed between them was stronger than expected.

"I wouldn't hurt you purposely, and if you feel that I'm ever going too fast. Say yellow if you want me to slow down."

There was more shuffling in the room, a drawer creaked open when the Chairman moved away from Jimin. A packet was opened, he could hear the wrapper tear open. The rubber being unrolled, he could only imagine how much it would have to stretch out to fit his dominant's girth.

"Yes, Master." Jimin could only nod because even as an eager submissive he waited until Yoongi was ready. So when he felt those fingers graze his thigh, he bent his knee to allow the Chairman easier access. He felt their hands intertwine again, lips pressed at different places along his neck. Yoongi relaxing him further even though his body was already free from tension.

A sigh left his lips when the cock ring was taken away, he could feel his previous orgasms building tenfold in the pits of his stomach. He held onto the thin thread of sanity he had left. He was ready to be in the full state of being delirious. Especially with Yoongi's hot breath on him. Jimin was throbbing, and it was so easy to feel every twitch in the darkness.

The Chairman's scent was stronger, the peppermint filling his lungs, bringing a pleasing tingle down his spine. Every touch, both grazed and pressured, was felt like electricity dancing wildly on his skin. Jimin could hear the low moans that left Yoongi's lips as they kissed slowly. The burning heat was like a sheer layer between their bodies. Jimin's hands were above his head where Yoongi had placed them.

And even after the over-stimulation, Jimin shuddered at the mere touch of Yoongi's tip against his hole. The Secretary kissed back desperately, not wanting to be needy with words but unconsciously being impatient with his actions. He arched his back, head rolling back as kisses traced the lines of his collarbone.

Yoongi's cock finally slipping in his hole.

Jimin could only hum to show his relief, it was so much thicker than he had anticipated, filling him up so good he could feel tears wetting the tie against him.

"Please do tell me if I'm hurting you." Yoongi whispered as he moved slowly. But Jimin was too busy. He was completely drowning in his own pleasure. Focusing on holding his orgasm, which was on the verge of releasing.

"I don't want to cum too early." It was almost a sob, because Jimin couldn't stand being anything but good. "I want to please you too."

"I've told you this before, kitten, and I'll tell you again." Yoongi's body was aligned with Jimin's. He could feel their skin all against each other and it was the kind of intimacy he knew he would be addicted to. It brought a raw kind of emotion in Jimin's chest as he felt Yoongi throb in him. It was different compared to the vibrator. In the darkness, he could only concentrate on every little movement of Yoongi's cock moving in him, sliding past his walls and brushing his prostrate.

"Pleasing you, pleases me. So let me take care of you."

He was ready to come just by being filled up. It honestly made him feel pathetic. But another kiss blocked away the thoughts, so with the little confidence Jimin gained in the two weeks he was here, he bravely held onto Yoongi's hand.

"Master, please me."

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Is Jimin a good boy?

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