Forget Me Not✓| Yoonmin(+18)

chapter thirty four (part one)

WARNING: rough kinky smut which may make you uncomfortable so please stop when they get to the bed if it makes you uncomfortable. it's gonna continue in the next chapter too.

"I double dare you to laugh again you fucking bitch." I can't help doing so again as I look at the C in joon's report card. He's made it in the last second...

Jimin smacks me in the head, pouting and defensive. "he did well. What did you get for your math you smartass?" I grin smugly. "always A plus. You know I did nothing but study."

He rolls his eyes, huffing. "and that's why you're so boring." I raise an eyebrow, glancing at Jina's sleeping form in her crib. "I could be much more exciting if we didn't have two fucking kids around us all the time."

He gasps, offended and frowning. "the second one is your fault, not mine...and we could ask jin and Jieun to look after them." Their wedding was last month and jimin had to get another suit cause he didn't fit in his older ones and it made him grumpy for a week till I spanked him nice and long.

I hum in agreement, looking at his plump thighs. How I want to squeeze them till he whimpers...

He clears his throat. "don't get a boner please. I'll ask jin for tomorrow and we can have the day to ourselves." He's acting nonchalant but I see him squirming impatiently...

It's been almost two fucking months! A sloppy handjob with the speed of light and joon slamming his fists against the door is barely any relief.

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He closes the door, jumping and fisting the air. "YES!"

I chuckle, pushing him against the door jina and joon disappeared behind. "so...let's fuck like rabbits till our dicks fall off."

He giggles, licking his lips and putting his hands on my chest. "I want it so hard I won't feel my ass the next day." I bite his plump cheek and he squeaks. "are you gonna do it or do I need to get that dildo?"

This little shit likes to provoke me as if I'm not already dying from blue balls.

So that's how he ends up tied up on the bed with his hands attached to the headboard and his feet bent and pushed against his chest, also tied. He can't move an inch and I'm gonna have so much fun with that...I've been having an idea lately and can't wait to try it out...of course I didn't tell him beforehand cause he'd probably turn me down.

He's panting a bit in excitement, cheeks flushed. "what's the plan?" I stand up from the bed, looking at his C-section scar. "are you comfortable? Tell me if not cause it's gonna be a long time before I'll untie you."

He grins. "I'm fine...bring it on."

I like to gag him but he needs to be able to safeword...maybe another time.

I take my clothes off, keeping my belt cause he promised me, remember?

He licks his lips, looking a bit nervous but his red hard dick twitches. "how...how many?" I climb on the bed, feeling hard and heavy myself but willing to play.

I snap the belt and he flinches, panting a bit as I look at his reaction to find fear but...he seems...to be anticipating it?! my kinky baby.

I lean down, tracing the leather on his chest, over his swollen nipples and he gasps, following it with his eyes. I peck his lips, needing him on board with this. "we'll start with five...and see if you want more." He nods, biting his lip and taking in a deep breath.

I kneel on the bed and try to see how I'm gonna do it...I don't wanna hit anywhere near his stomach in case it'll hurt so his legs are gonna be the target...

I raise my hand and bring it down quickly. He yelps as it slaps his thigh, convulsing violently at the contact and I pause. His eyes are wide and he's panting. I decide to change he position a bit so I flip him, having him on his legs, his back in my view now. "is this ok?" he nods frantically, trying to rut against the bed but fail miserably in the ropes. good thing he can be in this position with his flexible body.

I hit him in the lower back without warning, feeling lightheaded at the red line on his back as he shakes, whimpering. "still have three more baby. How does it feel?"

He's silent for long seconds and I begin to doubt myself. Is it too much? and then he talks, voice soft. "good... I think."

I hit him lower this time, his ass jiggling with the force and reddening immediately and he sobs, try to squirm away to no avail.

I rub the red marks and he shudders, panting like he's been running miles. "so pretty...I love the extra weight...you look so hot like this...soft everywhere."

He whimpers at my words, tugging on his restraints. I hit him again on the ass, two times in a row and he cries out, sobbing hard. "en...enough!"

I throw the belt away, quickly turning him back so I'll see him. he's crying, but he's also leaking a river...

I kiss his wet face, waiting for him to calm down as I suck on his neck and nipples, stealing a bit of milk since he can't slap me away this time.

He groans. "no...no more belt. I...I didn't like it very much." I look up at him pouting, feeling a pang in my chest. "I...I'm sorry. I thought..." he takes a deep breath, calm now but pouting anyway. "I didn't hate it but...I like your hand better."

I grin at his response, kissing him and trying to show I'm sorry and I know he gets it...licking my mouth.

I sit between his legs, looking at him smiling. "are you gonna fuck me now? what are the extra sheets for anyway?"

I've put two thick folded sheets under him for cleaning purposes...

I stare him in the eyes, wanting to see his reaction. "you may...lose control of you bladder." He looks dumbfounded for a second but then his eyes widen and he yells. "no way you're doing that to me!"

I chuckle. "not really in the place to tell me what to do, huh?" I grab his dick on the tip, pinching and squeezing. He moans, shaking his head frantically. "I'll break up with you if you make me pee on myself in front of you!"

I ignore him, spitting on his tip and rubbing my palm over it as blood rushes there, looking angry and red after awhile. He groans, biting his lip. "no...NO!"

I don't stop, holding his dick in place as I rub the tip only, switching my hand with my tongue.

He tries to move away and I enjoy hearing him gasp and moan, whimpering as he becomes too sensitive and near his orgasm...so fast.

I saw this somewhere on the internet...useful websites, huh?

He's almost crying again, eyes shiny as his back arches off the bed. "Yoon...I'm close...don't stop!" I smirk cause I'm not planning to stop anytime soon.

I move back, rubbing him with my palm again as his eyes roll back and his balls tighten and I know he's close so I stop, squeezing him to stop his oncoming orgasm.

He yells in frustration, pouting aggressively. "fucking mean. Make me cum or we won't have sex for another two months."

I chuckle at him, sitting up and kissing him as I start rubbing his tip again. I coat my hand in lube to make it better and he mewls...

I push my tongue in his mouth and he eagerly sucks on it, breathless and impatient. Just as he's reaching his high, I stop again and bite his lip, containing his cries. "FUCK YOU!" I lean back, doing something we've discussed before but never really done it...yet.

I slap him rather hard, his head snapping to his right side from the force and he gasps, eyes widening. 

I don't know why I write smut like this but it's fun :)) only one more part and then we'll go to the epilogue :)

also I've started another book called nemesis :) who's gonna read it? i'll publish it a few days later :)