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I know the title says "bts smut" but this collection will also include smuts about other idols. It's just that the majority of it will be BTS. Check the first chapter for more information.
Pairing: Park Jimin x CisFemale!Reader Warnings: mdlb, mommy kink, little!Jimin, sub!Jimin, Dom Reader, public sex, dry humping, pet play, Kitten!Jimin, slight degradation & humiliation, vulgar language A/N: This is a really old smut, but the concept is good. I would go back through to correct any errors and perfect the flow, but I'm too tired from work to bother with that. It's still one of my best pieces, though, ngl.
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You didn't mean to give in so easily, but you couldn't help it. He had spent all night being bratty to get your attention: clinging to you, trying to touch you when people weren't looking, whispering the dirtiest things in your ear and topping it with a sinful purr only you could hear and a playful nip at your earlobe. When you wouldn't snap and take care of him, he decided to try a different approach: playfully dancing with your friends and very obviously flirting with them. It was so infuriating. The way they'd let him do whatever he wanted with them and how red they'd get when he'd shoot a wink their way.
You were ready to go home without him, knowing he didn't carry his keys to parties like this and would have to stay somewhere else for the night, when you felt cold fingers wrap around your wrist.
"Let go." you snarl, knowing exactly who had grabbed you.
"Aww, is mommy mad?" he whispered mockingly, his hot breath fanning over your ear, "What's wrong?"
You let out a groan of annoyance as you tried to pull your hand away but to no avail. He just holds on tighter and pulls you towards him.
"Jimin!" You squeak, stumbling a bit.
He doesn't say anything as he starts to drag you away from the bar. He pushed past couples grinding and dancing happily under the colorful lights to hide you both on the dance floor.
"Jimin, what the fuck?" I don't want to-"
He cuts you off by spinning you around and pressing himself flush against your backside, hip lips feverishly attacking your neck and his hands feelings from your breasts to your thighs.
"Was kitty being bad?" he smirks.
His whisper shot straight through you directly between your legs.
"I don't think I was." he pouts, "I just wanted mommy's attention."
That's when he started to move his hips. You could feel him straining against his jeans, desperately crying for attention.
"Kitty wans mommy to take care of him~" he mewls, "Pwease, mommy?"
As much as you wanted to give in and fuck him right there on the dance floor, you were still mad. Tonight was supposed to be a fun birthday party for your friend, but as soon as the cake was brought out and the gifts were opened, Jimin was ready to go.
