Therapy | Jinmin ✔️

Eight

"Why are you here?" Jin shouts through the door at Jimin. He was feeling very annoyed that Jimin had shown up to his house so late. He never gave him permission to do so.

"Why did you take my money?" Jimin rolled his eyes, annoyed that Jin was asking him such a stupid question.

Jin looked around to make sure his daughter wasn't up and tightened the robe around him before opening the door. He stood in front of it so that Jimin couldn't come in.

"Are you here expecting me to be your booty call right now?" Jin didn't care; he was annoyed and tired.

Jimin pushes Jin inside his house, closing the door shut and pushing Jin against the door. "Your mouth. As much as I find your lips to be attractive, the words that come from them will get you in trouble. Now, where's the phone I sent you? Why wasn't it turned on?" Jimin saw the panic in Jin's eyes as he spoke, which only made his night better.

"It's in the kitchen. I was tired. I was going to turn it on tomorrow." Jimin looked at Jin intently and then smirk and shake his head.

Releasing his hold on Jin, he took off his shoes, putting on one of the house shoes Jin has by the door and looked at Jin, "Are you going to give me a tour, or should I take one myself?" Jimin questioned and walks away towards the living room.

"Jimin, my daughter is sleeping. Her father ju-"

"Is dead, yeah, so it's been said. Now, about that tour?"

It hurt Jin to his core to hear Jimin talk the way he did, especially when it comes to his husband.

"Why are you here?! This was not a part of our agreement. I don't need to give you a tour of my home or have you in here, so please leave!" Jin raises his voice at Jimin and points to the door.

Jimin pulls Jin's body to his squeezes Jin's ass through his robe, "you are right; you don't need to give me a tour. However, as for why I am here. Let's get you out this robe so I can show you."

Jin pushes Jimin away from him and grips his robe tightly. "I don't have the keys to my office building. I have no proof that it's been taken care of; therefore, until that is done, you don't get to walk in here or touch me without my permission. As per our agreement, you only get to fuck me, when you do what you say you are going to do. So, for the last time, please leave!" Jin yells at Jimin and points towards his front door. His heart was beating so fast he was worried as he had no idea what Jimin was up to.

Jimin laughs and runs his fingers through his hair. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled the keys out for Jin's office building and dangled it in front of Jin. "The keys are right here. The confirmation of your temporary ownership was sent to your email an hour ago. With that being said, are you ready to fuck?"

Jin felt like slapping himself for why he had said before. He didn't know how he was going to get out of this one.

Jimin, on the other hand, didn't come by Jin's house with the intention of having sex. He just wanted to know why Jin hadn't activated the phone he sent and give him his keys, but upon seeing Jin in his robe, his mind changed.

"Jimin listen-"

"Where's your bedroom?" Jimin cuts Jin off, not allowing him the chance to apologize.

"I thi-" before Jin has the chance to finish the next word that was coming out of his mouth, Jimin crashed his mouth against his. Lifting Jin in his arms and walking him over to the table, he had seen to the far left of the room.

Jin tried pulling away from the kiss, but Jimin didn't stop kissing him. Drawing on the strings of his robe, Jimin pushes it open, causing Jin to gasp in surprise. Jimin uses the opportunity to explore Jin's mouth with his tongue. Sliding the robe of Jin's shoulder, while Jin tried to keep it on.

Jimin stopped kissing him and looked at him, "you agreed to this, didn't you?"

"Y-yes"

"Then stop resisting me."

"N-not out here, please. I'll take you to my room." Jin tried reasoning with Jimin.

"No. You should've done that earlier." Jimin said, pulling the robe off Jin and dropping it onto the floor. To his disappointment, Jin was not naked underneath the robe, he was wearing a long t-shirt.

He cursed under his breath wishing the light was on in the room he had Jin, so he could see better. However, it didn't stop him from trailing his hand down to Jin's waist, finding the band of Jin's shorts, and pulling it off him.

Jin breathes out heavily when he felt Jimin's hand squeeze his member. "For someone who is trying to resist me, you are very hard."

Jin didn't say anything but tried to stop Jimin from touching him. "Please, not out here, my daughter."

Jimin gripped Jin's member and rubbed it up and down, "Next time, think about that when you want to challenge me."

Jimin continued stroking Jin's member up and down and then played with the tip, causing Jin to breathe a little heavier.

Pulling Jin off the table, Jimin turns him and pushes him to bend over, making him lay on his stomach. Jin hears the opening of Jimin's belt buckle, and he swallows. He braced himself for what was to come, thinking Jimin was going to enter him, but it didn't happen. Instead, Jimin reached around Jin's waist and gripped his member once more, and began stroking him again, teasing him, as he stroked him slowly and gently.

Jin not being able to help himself or suppress his moans began thrusting into Jimin's hand. Jimin smirked and tightened his hold on Jin and started pumping harder and faster. Jin shamefully exploded into Jimin's hand. As the spasms of orgasm flowed through his body and then slowed, Jin felt disgusted with himself. He had enjoyed and allowed something he shouldn't have.

As he tried getting up, Jimin pushes him back down onto the table, "It's my turn."

"Wa-"

Jimin fingers began rubbing Jin's hole up and down, making little circles. Jin could feel the stickiness of his cum being rubbed against his hole until two fingers are pushed into him. Jin tensed and moaned out at the feeling. Jimin pushed his fingers around inside Jin, working him open for himself. He usually wasn't this gentle, but he wanted to make sure Jin wasn't going to be too sore for him the next night.

When Jimin pulled his finger out of Jin's hole. Jin felt thankful, hoping that Jimin had his fun, but when he heard some spitting happening and felt the head of Jimin's member against his entrance, he knew it was only the beginning. He looked around the room to make sure his daughter was nowhere near.

Jimin pressed himself against Jin's hole, grunting at the tightness as he felt a slight pop while he pushed into him. Jin covered his mouth to muffle his cry. He was feeling pressure he had never felt before, Jimin was a lot bigger than he had expected him to be. Jimin pushed until his hips were against Jin's ass, he reached forward and gripped Jin's shirt then started grinding himself back and forth, loosening Jin's hole as he moved in and out.

Jin moaned into his hand each time Jimin pulled out and drove back into him. As Jin muscles relaxed around Jimin, Jimin thrust deeper into him with a steady rhythm, the table creaked against the floor, and Jin's body rocked up and down.

Jin closed his eyes as pleasure took over his body, and he came again for the second time. Jimin breathing changed, he began panting, and his thrust became faster. He pounds into Jin hard and fast, going deeper with each thrust. Then his body spasm, and his cock twitch inside of Jin, spiling his cum inside of him.

Jimin grinds his hips down into Jin, spurting more and more of his cum inside of Jin before pulling out and slapping his cock against Jin's ass that was now sore.

Jin let out a deep breath at the relief but quickly gasped out loud when Jimin's finger entered him and began pumping him fast, bringing him to a third orgasm.