LIVE (pjm)

LIVE (pjm)

PAIRING:  Idol! Park Jimin x Idol! Reader 

WARNINGS: Smut (M). Pwp, oral (f recieving), fingering, teasing, swearing, sub!Jimin, dom!Reader, fisting, bring the holy water, cum eating, kissing, edging, name calling, begging if you squint, bring more holy water, biting, marking/hickeys, mentions of bondage, punishment, how did i come up with this.

WORD COUNT: 1301

SUMMARY: ignoring your boyfriend’s pleads for attention, you broadcasted a V LIVE. Bad idea, as Jimin gets your attention in another way.

V LIVE IS OWNED BY NAVER CORP.

"Lemme wait for others to connect...” You said, staring at your laptop screen as the numbers raised up in the V app. You were part of a rookie group which debuted under BigHit that had fastly raised up in popularity. You met Jimin even before being a rookie. He had convinced you to audition. A few months before debuting, you both formalized your relationship after you confessed to him. He was hard to get, as he always friendzoned you at the beginning. And about a month later, he asked you to enter a dom/sub relationship. You were scared at the beggining to hurt him, but with time you both became comfortable with it. However, you had to treat him softly, being the small ball of adorableness he is. At least during most of the time.

The numbers had finally raisened up, so you talked once again.

“Hello.” You swiftly lifted your glare through your lashes, to look at Jimin standing beside your desk, in a place where the camera wouldn’t see him. He was pouting, and articulated a word. Noona. You were younger than him, but by the way you cared and took so many cautions with him, he nicknamed you that way. Not that he bother for you to call him oppa at some times. “I turned this on... cause...” You grinned and stared back at the screen. “I didn’t have nothing to do.” Wrong. You were punishing your boyfriend by ignoring him. In your bondage last session, he had cummed without your permission. Your punishment for him was not touching you. For him, it was one of his worst punishments; deep inside you, it was also a torture to use that punishment. You two couldn’t stand more than a day without sex, and the week was almost ending. You both were desperate, but he was obviously much more than you by how much would he beg. So you had planned to remove it this night, until he arrived to your private apartment and mashed his lips against yours in a hungry, full opened mouth kiss, holding your wrists to try and gain control. He had stopped at your orders, and since then be pleading for you to remove the punishment. You inmediatly declined, and ignored him by starting this broadcast. “How are you guys doing?”

However, he had another plans. He got on his knees and crawled below your desk. You raised an eyebrow at his actions, but inmediatly ignored it and looked back at your screen, reading the comments.

:y/n, you’re so pretty!

:y/n

:y/n

:y/n

:y/n how are you doing?

:y/n come to Mexico!

:Saranghae!

:y/n, how is the rest?

"The others are resting, we had a tough-”, You blushed when you felt Jimin hiking up your skirt from beneath and spreading your legs. He couldn’t be serious, now?! You were in the middle of a broadcast! “-day!” He started drawing circles with his finger in your inner thighs, taking his time to move to your core. Just a few inches away from your heat, he started to suck ocassionally on your skin, leaving small, red marks on where his mouth landed. You closed your lips tightly when you felt Jimin’s wet tongue lick you over your white panties. 

:Are you ok?

:Remember to rest!

:y/n?

:she is surprised of my beauty

:She can’t see you

:give us spoilers on the comeback!

:if you see this show my your hand

“S-sorry, I can’t give any spoilers.” You stuttered, trying to mantain your composture. You tried closing your legs, but his grip on you was so strong you didn’t even budge. With a finger, he pushed your already wet panties aside to have full access to your heat. He let go of one of your thighs to open your folds, licking a stripe just between them. You blushed harder, biting your lip to remain silent, just pretending to stare at the comments. You weren’t reading them anymore. You just concentrated on how his tongue moved in and out of your entrance sloppily, ocassionaly slurping your juices, and prayed for no obscene sounds to be heard in the broadcast. You looked down for a few seconds at his eyes. He stared at you, his eyes darker than normal in a clear sign of lust. Your breathe became heavy, and you looked back at the screen. You slighlty coughed and covered your mouth to avoud gasping when he started circling your clit, adding more pressure each second. You felt the familiar feeling of your orgasm, a heavy knot in your stomache, and the need to release. Until he removed his tongue.

“Fu- uh?”, You restrained your curse. Your stare was blank, your insides clenched in need of feeling his touch again. What had happened? Did he really denied you an orgasm? He was always under orders, he couldn’t deny you. After a few seconds, you felt three fingers slip at once inside you. You arched your back, trying to make it look as if you regained posture. You didn’t open your mouth, terrified a moan would come out. You checked out how much time had you endured live. 15 minutes. You couldn’t take it anymore, you had to turn it off.

“I gotta go guys, I’m re-ally t-tired- bye”, You silently cursed at the way the last words came out almost as moans, and turned it off just as he took his fingers out of you. You released your breath, and thought of pulling away from him.

“F-fuck, Jimin!”, You arched your neck, held on his hair and closed your eyes when he slowly pushed his whole fist inside you. You thought you were going to tear. You normally supported just four fingers inside you, not that this hurt you. Apparently, he knew your limits better than yourself. He pumped his hand in and out of you, and you pulled his hair, moaning. Just as you felt you were close to your release again, he pulled his fist out. You whined in frustration and looked at him, gasping for breathe.

“W-what the hell is wrong with you, Jimin?!”, You opened your eyes to look at him. Even over his piercing dark, lustful eyes and your pussy’s juices glistening on his swollen lips, he smiled like a playful kid.

“You didn’t give me your attention, so I gave you mine.”, He said before licking his lips. You felt your insides twist at the image, and you ached for him to make you cum. If he was waiting for you to beg, damn no, you weren’t going to. Instead, you ordered him.

“...Make me cum”, He stared at you.

“What’s the magic word?”, he laughed. This wasn’t funny for you. You needed a release.

“Now.”, You pushed his head back to your core. He inmediatly started to lick your clit multiple times, kitty-like licks. Just this did you need to explode on your orgasm, arching your back and moaning, your eyes closed. He kept licking you through your high, making sure to leave you clean from your own cum.

“I’ve been a good kitty, please remove the punishment...”, He begged you once your grip on his hair smoothened enough for him to talk again, licking his lips. You stared at him panting, and got up from your chair on your wobbly legs. He crawled out from below the desk, and kneeled.

“Get up”, You ordered him, and he did inmediatly. You approached to him and smashed your lips against his plump, red lips. He moaned slightly when you tugged painfully on his hair. You separated by a few inches, him looking at your lips. You both were lightly panting. “...I’ll remove this punishment, but then you’ll be in denial during next session as a punishment for denying me twice. Got it, kitty?”

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People I just published part 2 for First & Last Soulmate for those few souls who read it :D.

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But I'll be back with another Fefi drabble and a Seongjoong smut. :D

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warnings: smut, hybrid au, dog hybrid!hongjoong, rut cycle, penetrative sex, power imbalance, creampie, mention of multiple orgasms, master kink.

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Sub!Felix (skz) Drabble

Word Count:489

Warnings: NSFW, pwp, mentions of fisting, overstimulation, pet-owner roleplay, anal, crossdressing, slight nipple play, sub!Felix, dom!reader, mentions of dacryphilia, mentions of praise, ok bye.

How many times had he come? That wasn't even part of his mind in the moment, even though he could strongly feel the pain in his ass because of the continuous fucking and previous fisting plus the overstimulation in his cock. He wanted to stop and at the same time resist for one more release. He didn't know what had aroused him so damn much. Maybe it was the cute, yellow outfit he had decided to use for his owner, now covered in cum stains and its skirt hiked up above his ass to leave him exposed. Maybe it was the way his owner's cock tip pressed harshly against his prostate with each brutal thrust, making him choke on moans and gasp for air. Could also be how proud his owner had previously looked at his tear-stained cheeks, even though he was unsure wether they were from pain or pleasure. His owner's chest pressed against his back avoided any movement to fuck him mercilessly and at the same time it brought him warmth and security because of the tight hold he kept around his waist. With each thrust, wet sounds coming from the previous cum left inside his hole and skin slapping filled the room. His arms began burning out of weakness as he felt like coming once again. He held tight to the sheets, his whines growing in pitch. His brain begged him to cease all movement but his body said something completely different, the want to satisfy all his owner's needs and hearing praises coming before anything. He felt his owner's hand sneak under his sweater as the thrusts became sloppier. He slightly pinched and twirled at one of his nipples, making him gasp and shrink even further than what he had already.

His eyes shutted even harder, he held tighter on the sheets and nearly screamed when his owner snapped his hips against him a few times while cumming, his own release following right after it and staining that spot on his sweater once again. It only took a few seconds before his owner resumed his fast pace, not even close from stopping. He felt how his owner fucked his own cum out of him and it dribbled down his legs, stopping at the lace of his also stained and ruined stockings.

But that was the last thing he cared about. He was his owner's pet, and he was meant to be molded, fucked and ruined to his owner's liking. He would cum as many times as his owner pleased, even if that meant each ejaculation would feel painfully good. He was going to follow each and every order until the very end where he's covered in both's cum and left almost unable to even speak. Until he leaked a mixed smell of sweat, cum and both their colognes. Until his owner had decided he was his enough times as to praise him as his good kitten.

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Sub!Felix (skz) Drabble

Word Count:489

Warnings: NSFW, pwp, mentions of fisting, overstimulation, pet-owner roleplay, anal, crossdressing, slight nipple play, sub!Felix, dom!reader, mentions of dacryphilia, mentions of praise, unprotected (STAY SAFE), ok bye.

How many times had he come? That wasn't even part of his mind in the moment, even though he could strongly feel the pain in his ass because of the continuous fucking and previous fisting plus the overstimulation in his cock. He wanted to stop and at the same time resist for one more release. He didn't know what had aroused him so damn much. Maybe it was the cute, yellow outfit he had decided to use for his owner, now covered in cum stains and its skirt hiked up above his ass to leave him exposed. Maybe it was the way his owner's cock tip pressed harshly against his prostate with each brutal thrust, making him choke on moans and gasp for air. Could also be how proud his owner had previously looked at his tear-stained cheeks, even though he was unsure wether they were from pain or pleasure. His owner's chest pressed against his back avoided any movement to fuck him mercilessly and at the same time it brought him warmth and security because of the tight hold he kept around his waist. With each thrust, wet sounds coming from the previous cum left inside his hole and skin slapping filled the room. His arms began burning out of weakness as he felt like coming once again. He held tight to the sheets, his whines growing in pitch. His brain begged him to cease all movement but his body said something completely different, the want to satisfy all his owner's needs and hearing praises coming before anything. He felt his owner's hand sneak under his sweater as the thrusts became sloppier. He slightly pinched and twirled at one of his nipples, making him gasp and shrink even further than what he had already.

His eyes shutted even harder, he held tighter on the sheets and nearly screamed when his owner snapped his hips against him a few times while cumming, his own release following right after it and staining that spot on his sweater once again. It only took a few seconds before his owner resumed his fast pace, not even close from stopping. He felt how his owner fucked his own cum out of him and it dribbled down his legs, stopping at the lace of his also stained and ruined stockings.

But that was the last thing he cared about. He was his owner's pet, and he was meant to be molded, fucked and ruined to his owner's liking. He would cum as many times as his owner pleased, even if that meant each ejaculation would feel painfully good. He was going to follow each and every order until the very end where he's covered in both's cum and left almost unable to even speak. Until he leaked a mixed smell of sweat, cum and both their colognes. Until his owner had decided he was his enough times as to praise him as his good kitten.

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