bottom yoongi, kook and namjoon one-shots

Taekook: Work Punishment

Genre: Smut

Couple: Taekook

Warnings: Kinky, Smuts, If you don't like this pls just close tab do not report 

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Jungkooks POV

I need this to stop. 

It's too much for me to handle. I'm currently in my bosses/boyfriend's office Kim Taehyung, and I'm being punished. Why? Not completely sure, though I believe it has something to do with getting too close to a co-worker. 

For the past hour I have been helping him file some, well you know, files, and simultaneously, being punished with an 8-inch vibrator, on the highest level and a cock ring so I can cum dry, but I can't actually cum. It's annoying and painful. 

"Daddy, can I ahhh please ahh cum. Ahh pl-please."

"What did you do wrong baby boy?" My daddy says without looking up from his work. 

"I-ahhh got ahh too c-close to ahhh my co-worker. Ahhhh d-daddy ahh please." 

"Baby boy, I have a question for you. Do you want to not cum for the rest of the day or see how many times you can cum?" My daddy asks. My eyes widen in shock from the question. Both would be painful, not to mention both have happened before. 

*Slap! "Answer my question baby boy." I whimper as my daddy hit my thigh. 

"Ahh, I ahh want t-to ahhh see h-how many ahh times I ahhh can cum ngh daddy." 

"Then that will happen baby boy. But when the overstimulation comes don't blame it on me." Daddy responds. 

End of Jungkook pov

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Taehyung POV

My baby keeps asking me to take out the toy, but I want him to know who he belongs too. 

"What did you do wrong baby boy?" I say without looking up from my work.

"I-ahhh got ahh too c-close to ahhh my co-worker. Ahhhh d-daddy ahh please." My baby responds. At least he knows why he's being punished. 

"Baby boy, I have a question for you. Do you want to not cum for the rest of the day or see how many times you can cum?" I ask. My baby's eyes widen in shock from the question. Both would be painful for him, and both have happened before. He looked like he was seriously thinking about it. It was actually kinda cute. 

*Slap! "Answer my question baby boy." He whimpers as I hit his thigh.

"Ahh, I ahh want t-to ahhh see h-how many ahh times I ahhh can cum ngh daddy." His answer surprised me. I want to punish him, but I worry like this I'll lose any self-control I have, and I will hurt him and he will never forgive me. But I shall give him what he wants. 

"Then that shall happen baby boy. But when the overstimulation comes don't blame it on me." I respond. 

"Kate, do I have any plans today?" I ask my assistant. 

"No, sir. Would you like for me to make sure no one enters this room?" Kate, a great and loyal secretary responds. She knows what to do when things like this happen. And she, besides us of course, what happens in this room. But only a vague idea. 

"Yes please, Kate. Thank you." 

"Ok baby, it's only us now. Let's get down to business." 

"Yes ahh, d-daddy Ahh!" 

"Strip. Then lie down on the couch baby." I say. My baby blushes at those words, while I'm lowering the blinds. 

"Yes ahh, daddy. AHHHH." At the end of his sentence, he lets out a long, high moan. My baby thought it was at the highest level, but he was wrong. It was at the lowest of the high levels. Now it's truly on it's highest level.