“Please,” jimin whines.
Jungkook nuzzles his neck. “Baby, just try to sleep.”
Jimin shakes his head. “I can’t! I need-” He thrusts his hips and moans.
“Stay still, sweetie, and I promise I’ll reward you in the morning. Remember our deal? You can come as soon as you wake up if you can fall asleep with this on.” He twists the Fleshlight as a reminder and jimin whimpers.
“I need to come,” he groans.
Jungkook nibbles on his neck. “You want to come, baby. You don’t need it until I say you do.”
Jimin shakes his head. “I need it, Daddy! Please, I need it so bad, please, please, please, I promise I’ll be good, just let me come, please!” He closes his eyes and whines. The tight heat around his cock feels so good. All he wants to do is thrust into it and find his release, but kook had forbidden him to so he just trembles and begs and hopes that jungkook will relent.
“yoonie not complaining, though, chim. He knows that only good boys get to come. Don’t you, baby?”
Jimin nods desperately. “Only good boys get to come,” he parrots.
Jungkook smiles. “Oh, baby, you’re so broken right now, aren’t you?”
Jimin makes a little keening noise in the back of his throat. “Broken for you, Daddy.”
Jungkook reaches over Jimin to pet him. “You should be more like yoonie, chim,” he chastises. “Look at how desperate he is, baby. I’m being hard on him so I can go easy on you. He’s got the vibrating one on, and look at what it’s doing to him. He’s a mess, Chim, but he’s being so good. Don’t you want to be my good little pet, too?”
Jimin nods. He wants to be good for jungkook, especially if it’ll mean that jungkook will praise him and call him his good little angel. “I wanna be good for you, Daddy.”
“That’s my good little angel,” Jungkook coos. He reaches in front of jimin to press a little button on the bottom of the Fleshlight. It starts to vibrate and Jimin makes a little distressed noise.
“Daddy, n-no!” He starts to squirm. There’s no way he can sleep like this, no way he can make it through the night without falling apart. “Please,” he begs.
Jungkook kisses his neck. “I thought you said you wanted to be good for me, sweetheart. This is how.”
Jimin whimpers and tries to settle down. If jungkook wants him to be good, he will. No matter what it takes.
