30 (𝓶, Teaser)

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Taehyung shut the door and locked it, glancing at Jimin that stood in fear near the bed.
"Strip." Tae demanded.

Jimin slowly slipped off his silky pajama shirt and pants, frozen in place. Taehyung removed his own belt, as he turned to look at Jimin, he widened his eyes.

Jimin was in the lingerie that was in his closet. He wore a bondage harness under a red cropped shirt, red laced panties, thigh tights that were a transparent red. Taehyung swore he was drooling.

Jimin squeaked as Taehyung pinned him down on the bed, kissing around his neck. The smallest was eager to set his hands on Tae, but he didn't let him. As Jimin was about to remove Taehyung's shirt, the tallest grabbed the belt and cracked it against Jimin's body, eliciting a whimper from him.

"So pretty." Taehyung muttered, dragging the tips of his fingers against the mark on Jimin's stomach that bloomed and stung a nice red.

Jimin kept his hands to himself, staring back at Taehyung that held lust in his eyes. The smallest huffed,
"Rude-..!" Jimin jumped as he was hit with the belt again.

"Huh?" Taehyung asked as he raided Jimin's nightstand, pulling a blindfold from one of the drawers.

THE KINKS. THE KINKS. THE KINKS.
Jimin gulped as he looked at Taehyung that sat him up. The tallest wrapped the blindfold around the oldest's eyes carefully. Jimin anxiously laid back down, impatient. He played with the fabric of his laced panties, eager for Taehyung's hands to be on him.

Jimin moaned as the belt slammed against his skin once against, shuddering as Taehyung's hand glided on the inners of his light honey thighs.
"You're probably asking yourself.. Why am I hitting you?" Taehyung teased.

Jimin subtly nodded, biting his his lip once Taehyung's slender fingers teasingly glided across his laced panties.
"Because I feel like it." Tae hissed.
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and you think i would just walk away like that, hahaha.
i'm so full of dread owo

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