By the time Yoongi arrived I had pieced myself back together, for a split second I had thought about grabbing a piece of porcelain and dragging it across my wrist, just as quickly as the thought came it vanished. Jeon would blame himself and I couldn't have that on my conscious. I heard the loud creak of the front door and rushed footsteps "Jimin!" I almost forgot Yoongi said he was coming. I stood up heading towards his voice, I found him in the living room "Yoongi" he spins around eyes sweeping over my figure "did you do this?!" He shouted grabbing my arm "no, I swear I didn't. I fell on a piece of broken plate" I chose not to tell him how I fell because knowing Yoongi he would go after Jeon.
He sighed "lets get you cleaned up" I nod and lead him upstairs to my room "this house is not at all what I expected, it fits you more than him" I giggled "it should I designed it, I mean decor wise not the actual house" he glanced around my room "you're good, when I buy a house I'm hiring you" I smiled "I enjoyed doing it, it's exhausting, but cathartic."
He helped me undress, I know he is looking at my body which made me smile. I had worked my ass off to look like this and by his flushed cheek he likes what he sees. I really needed the ego boost after what had occurred earlier in the dining room. He cleared his throat "so...um...do you always wear lace?" I giggled "I like to wear lingerie under my clothes it just makes me feel so sexy" he groaned "my dick is going to fall off" I laughed "I hope not."
He turned the shower on and turned back to pull down my briefs, I rested my hand on his shoulder as he pulled them off "I'll get you some clothes while you shower then I'm going to go downstairs and clean up the glass after" I nod and step in the shower.
A few minutes later, I'm running down the stairs because I hear raised voices. Jeon's and Yoongi's to be precise, I find them in the dining room "you touch a fucking hair on Jimin's head and I will rip you apart" Jeon spit out "he fucking called me upset I was worried about him, so I came over to check on him. I found him injured" I stepped into the room "Yoongi, you don't have to explain shit to him, lets just go" Jeon glared at me "and where do you think you're going?" I ignored him and continued walking "Jimin!" he shouted I flinched but didn't stop "Jimin" he called out softer, I wanted so badly to look back but I didn't.
My hand is on the doorknob when he says softly "please don't go" Yoongi grabs the doorknob and opens the door shoving me outside "Jeon's an idiot. You need to start your training now so you will be ready to debut at his club" I giggled I can't wait" I was only half listening to him my mind is firmly locked on the man inside the house, I wanted so badly to go back inside and check on Jeon.
I needed to stop this madness, he's with someone else, the kiss had been a mistake. Did I need to humiliate myself further to get the picture? No, he has a giant neon sign over his head flashing I'm not interested, I get it.
"We're going to stop at the health clinic, they can look at your hand. I don't touch anyone without a screening so don't take it personally" I shrugged "I was checked a while ago and am clean, I haven't been with anyone since. I have nothing to hide so let's do this" he grinned "I had one guy ask me to train him, but he kept ditching the medical check turns out he has Gonorrhea. He said it made him tighter and the sex was better. I nearly cut his nasty dick off I was so pissed" I grimaced "that's disgusting, even if it did make him tighter he is putting so many people at risk by going without treatment" He nodded.
I am poked and prodded, they take swabs from every orifice then draw blood. I get four stitches in my hand, Yoongi the Angel that he is holds my hand because I'm shaking like a leaf. It wasn't bad to be honest, the shots hurt more than the actual stitches.
We head up front to pay, I pull out Jeon's card, but he waves me away. I sigh and head to the car, he catches up with me unlocking the car.
A few minutes later we arrive at his apartment, we climb out and head upstairs. He unlocks the door and ushers me inside "I stocked the fridge with plenty of drinks help yourself" I smiled and headed to the fridge grabbing a bottle of water. I followed him to the living room and took a seat next to him on the couch, he grabbed a file off the coffee table "I've already started a file on you" he handed a few pieces of paper "these are questioners, it lets me get to know you a little better" I moved to the floor resting the papers on the glass table in front of me, grabbing a pen off the table I began filling them out. The first one is about likes and dislikes, my favorite food, color, scent etc. The next one is sexual in nature wanting to know what I liked in the bedroom "with that one just put your likes we can discuss it in detail later" I nod continuing to write. The last one is medical history, asking if I had any allergies or medical conditions.
I'm done, so I sit back resting my head against his thigh, his finger comb through my hair messaging it gently. I sigh in contentment "lets go check out my playroom, I will warn you it's a mess. I never have got around to organizing it since I moved." I stood up and followed him down the hall.
His apartment isn't massive but decent size, the kitchen and living room are separated by a half wall, to the left is a hallway on one side is the master bedroom turned play room on the other side is Yoongi's room.
He pushed open the door and gestured for me to enter, I walked in and grimaced. He wasn't joking the place is a mess, a rack with paddles and canes hung on the wall and that is it. A St. Andrews cross leaned against the far wall, a leather sex swing lie discarded on the floor next to a suspension bar. Boxes full of boxed sex toys and other play things, another box held padded leather cuffs and rope. A massive bed set against the wall to the left, the bed is bare. The massive black steel bed frame had numerous chains and metal rings dotting the surface "so many things to play with it turns me on a bit" he rolled his eyes "for my sanity please don't say stuff like that" I giggled "if you want I'll organize the room" he grinned "I was hoping you would say that, you can paint I'll install the spread bar and sex swing just let me know where you want them" I smirked "don't you mean where you want me" I gasp as he grabs the front of my sweater and drags me up against his body "so help me God Jimin if you don't stop teasing me I will bend you over and fuck you where you stand" I shook my head "that would be a no for me my ass would be too sore for me to walk out of here and crawling would be humiliating" he smirked "I'm glad you understand, by the way I bought you something" he walked out of the room I trailed behind curious as to what he bought me.
He grabbed a bag off the coffee table "I'm not small, I'm not bragging I'm telling it to you straight this will help you get used to my size" I looked in the bag and went pale, inside in a nine inch with a seven-inch girth vibrating dildo "are you serious?" he unzipped his pants pulling out his package my jaw dropped "fuck! I'm never been with anyone bigger than five inches. I'm definitely going to need this" he smirked "dudes want a guy with a big dick till they meet a guy with a big dick then their scared" I laughed "I'm not scared, I'm just wondering if I be able to walk after" he laughed "I guess we'll find out."
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FanfictionThirty-six old Jeon Jungkook, once a powerful mafia boss, now the owner of one of the largest kink clubs around. Park Jimin had been gifted to the powerful mafia boss to pay off his father's debt when he was eleven years old. Jungkook ignored him fo...
