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Remember Me

I DO NOT OWN THIS PICTURE

TRIGGER WARNING: SUICIDAL THOUGHTS/ACTIONS

"He has amnesia."

Three words.

Three simple words.

So simple, yet so devastating.

Your boyfriend of three years, no longer remember you. You were a stranger to him, and in a way, he was a stranger to you.

You walked down the cold, pristine hallway of the hospital to his room. The Doctor's told you they informed him you were coming, and showed him proof of your relationship with him, but he didn't show any signs of recognition.

The door to his room opened and you saw that he was dressed in the clothes you brought for him when you learned of him being released from the hospital. He looked good, considering he was in a car accident three weeks prior. His eyes grazed over you for a moment, but other than that, nothing.

He was a stranger.

"Namjoon, this is your girlfriend ___. She's going to sign your release papers and take you home. Is that alright?" The psychologist that had been working with him asked. Namjoon nodded and stood up from the bed.

"Please take care of me, I hope my memories return. They think you taking me home and surrounding me with familiar things will help. I hope it does." He said, his tone remaining tired. Completely opposite of how he was normally.

Namjoon was always happy, it was one of the things that drew you to him. His bright energy was so alluring and everyone seemed to liven up when he was around. Everything about him was so lively and you two were closer than humanely possible. He was so affectionate and loved you with everything he had, always.

Now?

Now he appeared to be a hollow husk of his former self. He didn't seem like anything interested him.

Maybe it was from being in the hospital so long...?

You gave him a smile. "Can I hug you...?" You asked, looking at his frame with a sad familiarity.

"Yes." He said, reaching forward and enveloping you in his arms. You looked at the psychologist and she gave you a thumbs up. You sighed and wrapped your arms around his waist and hugged him back.

Namjoon's arms were warm. And so so familiar it almost brought tears to your eyes. He placed his hands on your lower back and rubbed them with his thumbs like he always did.

Your heart hurt and clenched at the memories he had no recollection of, but you held on anyways.

How could you not when you hadn't held him in so long?

"Let's go home, yeah?" You asked, looking up at him. A small smile graced his face and he nodded. You took his hand to lead him out of the room, thanking the Doctor's for their hard work while heading out.

-_-_-_-_-

The car ride was silent.

The Doctor's said that he didn't appear to have any PTSD when thinking about cars or riding in them. They did the test prior to you coming to get him, to make sure that he didn't have a bad reaction when heading home.

His eyes stayed trained outside, not even glancing in your direction. You didn't want to push him, so you just remained silent, keeping your eyes focused on the road.

You got out of the car and shut the door, waiting for him to do the same. When he got out of the vehicle he looked around and looked to you.

"Does this look familiar at all?" You asked, going to his side.

"A little. The front door looks very familiar." You smiled and took his hand gently.

"That's good. Don't push yourself, and if I start pushing please let me know... Okay?" Namjoon gave another small smile and nodded before going towards the house. You followed him to the front door, handing him the key so he could unlock it. The lock was a little particular, and you wanted to see if he could remember how to jig it.

Click.

The door swung open and you smiled brightly.

"You did it! The door sticks and you have to turn the key a particular way before it'll open. That's really great, Namjoon." You said, putting your hand on his arm. He looked down at his hand and smiled, seeming proud of himself.

"I remembered." He said, before handing you the key back. You walked into the house and removed your shoes and grabbed your slippers. Namjoon did the same, looking at the pictures you two had in the entry way to your house. He paid particular attention to the New Years Eve picture the two of you had taken while kissing as the clock counted down.

"We really love each other, don't we?" He asked, turning his head to you with curiosity etched on his face. Your stomach churned, leaving a sour taste in your mouth.

"Yes. I love you more than my own life, and you love me with everything you have." Namjoon seemed to mull this over in his head before taking his eyes away from the picture and heading towards the living room. There were more pictures there of his family and him with his friends that drew him in. He looked at all of the pictures with such a sense of sadness and longing that made you want to cry.

"I feel like I remember them, but there's no emotion... I can't feel sad or frustrated for not remembering them... I feel numb." He announced in a melancholy tone.

You knew in that moment the man you loved was gone.

The Namjoon that stood before you wasn't the one you had fallen in love with, but you couldn't give up. Not after everything you've been through together. You'd fought to be with him, moving from the country side to live in Seoul with him. Leaving your family behind to create a new one with him.

Everything you'd ever known about him was now up in the air.

Did he still like the kimchi you made?

Did he still like dogs?

Did he still like the color red?

Did he still like watching the sun rise?

Did he still love you?

He looked around the house some more, trying to get some kind of recollection from all of the photos in the house. The way things were placed and how things smelled.

Namjoon was in your bedroom and he was going through your things. He was smelling your perfumes and looking through his clothes.

Nothing. Yet again.

He couldn't feel anything.

It didn't matter what you showed him, he still said that the emotions weren't there.

You tried to convince yourself it was just the shock of being home and the overwhelming sensations that he just sort of went numb from it all.

But that day seemed to drag on into a week. Then a month.

And the emotions never returned.

His routines came back to him and he gradually eased himself back into producing. Music was the only time you saw emotion from him, he seemed like his old self when he was making music.

It drove you to hate it.

How could he love music more than you?

Why didn't he touch you?

Why didn't he love you?

You'd stay awake at night with him next to you and not be able to fall asleep. How could he live in such a numb state? How could he not feel anything at all except for when music was playing?

You'd tried everything, it felt like.

Every night the two of you would go through your pictures and he would tell you that there was nothing there still. It didn't appear like he wanted to hurt you, but he wasn't going to lie to you and tell you that he felt something when he didn't.

At least his honesty hadn't changed.

"Namjoon, I'm home!" You yelled one afternoon after coming back from some morning errands.

"I'm in the kitchen." He announced. You followed the sound of his voice and you found him cooking.

"What's all this?" You asked staring at the various plates that he'd set up. Currently he was stir frying some rice and vegetables together.

It was one of his favorite dishes that you made, and he was making it himself.

"I got hungry, and you said you'd be home around this time, so I thought we could eat together. I want to talk to you." He said, plating the rice and vegetables.

"That's really sweet of you, thanks." You smiled, helping him take the food out to the table.

You sat across from each other, dishing out your food and beginning to eat. Namjoon ate enthusiastically, filling up before setting his utensils down.

You ate slowly, watching him and trying to figure out what he wanted to talk about. Could he have remembered something?

Jimin had told you that he was starting to recollect a lot of memories between him and the boys. That fact alone gave you an overwhelming amount of hope.

If he could remember them, he could remember you.

Right?

The meal was done and Namjoon looked at you with blank eyes.

Like usual.

"So, ___, I wanted to talk to you about something." He said, looking at you with those fucking blank eyes.

"And what would that be?" You asked, curiosity outweighing the annoyance you had from his gaze.

"My therapist thinks that we should try engaging in more couple like actions. You've been giving me space to allow me to adjust to my life again, which I appreciate, but you seem to be very distant from me. And that's not fair to either of us. I want to try to remember you, and to feel things for you."

It was like a cold jab in the heart.

He just proved your biggest nightmare, he didn't feel anything for you. But he wanted to try to feel things for you. Probably not because he wanted to, but because his therapist was telling him to. It made you sick that he was doing it out of an obligation to his counseling agreement instead out of the desire to feel the emotions he once had for you.

"That's really sweet, Namjoon. And I appreciate that you're thinking of me in all of this. What did you mean by couple like actions?" You asked, trying not to get angry with him.

"Holding hands, hugging, kissing, having sex. You know, things we used to do."

The last one caught you off guard.

"Having sex? You've thought about that?" You questioned, wondering if he remembered the first time the two of you had sex...

"Of course I have, I'm a man, and you're a woman. We both have needs in that regard." He said in an over analytical fashion.

"It shouldn't be out of a need, it should be because you love me and want to be with me..." You said coldly.

"Well... Maybe if we do it, I'll remember. It's an intimate act, it could trigger some emotions in me. But I won't force you." He said, sipping his water.

You couldn't take it.

You had to get out of there. Before he could say anything else, you got up and ran to your room. You flung the door open and slammed it shut before running to the bathroom and turning the water in the tub on.

You couldn't take it.

Your heart hammered in your chest while you remembered all of the memories you had with him.

-_-_-_-_-

"___!" Namjoon shouted before coming towards you with a big smile on his face.

Your heart swarmed with love and light as he wrapped you up in his arms and spun you around the living room.

"What's going on?" You asked, giggling.

"A promotion! They moved me to head of the production department! I can produce on a much larger scale now, I can spread music to so many more people... I'm so happy baby, so very happy. I couldn't wait to tell you." He said excitedly, keeping you in his arms.

"Aw, Namjoon that's incredible! I'm so proud of you! I knew you could do it!" You laughed, kissing his cheek.

"Is it worth a reward?" He said in a seductive tone.

"Oh, I think you are more than worthy."  You said, wrapping your arms around his neck.

Namjoon smiled and carried you to your room.

His hands were cool against your hot skin, and it felt heavenly. His touch always sent chills down your spine, causing you to want nothing more but to feel every inch of his bare skin against yours.

He set you down on your bed and moved his lips deftly over your body, moving down to your pants.

"Can I take these off of you baby?" He asked, looking up at you with deep, lustful eyes.

"Yes, please, Namjoon." You begged, arching into his touch like a cat.

"So good to me, baby. I love you." He whispered against the skin of your thigh. His lips placed small kisses on your skin, leaving silent promises of pleasure. You whimpered at the thought of him pleasing you with his mouth, his plush lips right where you wanted him most. He was always such a tease. Every movement he made was calculated to bring you close to insanity, but you wouldn't have it any other way. Because the pleasure it would lead you to would be worth all of the teasing in the world.

He removed your pants and kissed your clothed center, inhaling your scent and licking you through your panties.

"Ah..." You whined, looking down at the man you loved.

"So sweet... You taste so good." He moaned, grabbing you by your thighs and pulling you closer to him.

He bit your panties and pulled them off with his teeth, something you'd never seen him do and you could practically feel yourself get wetter just by the sight.

"Namjoon... Please, hurry." You begged, wanting to feel his hot tongue on your core.

"So greedy, but I can't wait any longer either. I'll give you what you want baby." With that his mouth was on your dripping center, laving his tongue over your sensitive bud before moving down to lick up all the juices you had. You cried out his name and gripped his hair tightly, panting.

"Oh God, Namjoon!" You could feel him smile against you, but he didn't stop, continuing to lick and suck on your delicate flower.

You felt the familiar coil beginning to tighten. You couldn't believe how fast he was able to make you fall apart using just his mouth. He always felt so good and you couldn't help yourself, you needed to cum and he wasn't going to tease you anymore. He wanted to see you fall apart. He needed to see you cum and to taste it on his tongue.

He latched his lips onto your clit and sucked harshly, looking dead into your eyes. You felt the chord in your stomach snap and your climax flooded your veins.

Namjoon continued licking and sucking at you gentle, coaxing you through your climax. You ruffled his hair and giggled in a lazy manner.

"You always make me feel so good baby. I love you..." You said, feeling your heart rate slowly come down.

"I love you too, ___." He said, hovering over your body with his. You wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him to your lips in a sloppy kiss. You could taste yourself on his tongue, but you didn't care. His mouth was amazing no matter where he put it. On your lips, on your stomach, anywhere he could it was perfect.

Because he was perfect.

You grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head, revealing his beautifully toned chest making you drool with anticipation. Namjoon wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed your jaw slowly, nipping and biting here and there.

"I want you inside me, Namjoon please..." You begged, playing with the hair at the nape of his neck.

"What's the magic word baby?"  He murmured, biting at your ear lobe.

"Please fuck me, Master."

You groaned when he pinned you on your back.

"God you're so fucking hot when you call me that... You want your Master's cock? How bad does my little princess want it?" He growled, pulling his pants off.

"Your princess wants it so bad, please Master. Please fuck me, Master!" You cried out, giving him exactly what he wanted. You looked at him and he was rock solid and ready to give you both the pleasure you desired so greatly.

Without much warning he pushed into your tight head and you both took a sharp inhale. You could feel him hot and throbbing inside of you, so deliciously thick. He wanted to pound into you without abandon, but he knew that you were sensitive to that, and wanted to make sure that you felt just as good as he did.

Even if he was insanely dominant, he was always concerned about your pleasure as well as his own.

You moved your hips gently, brushing against him with longing. Namjoon groaned as he got the message, beginning to move his hips forward in slow movements.

He hit every part of you with his deep thrusts and every movement of his hips pulled a whine from your mouth. You could feel it all. His love, his cock and his affection for you. Namjoon was the perfect lover and he was so sensitive to your emotions, perfectly in tune with your wants and desires. As well as your struggles and hardships. Everything you two did, you did it together. It's what made you such a strong couple.

Namjoon couldn't hold on, he was painfully hard from eating you out and you could feel your climax coming back with a vengeance. You groaned loudly, grabbing at his back and shoulders, drawing your nails across his skin, leaving marks that were sure to be there the next morning.

"Fuck, princess, you feel so good around my cock. I can't hold out much longer." He panted, beginning to pound into your ruthlessly, making the bed frame smack against the wall with loud banging sounds.

Thank God you two didn't have neighbors.

You screamed without restrictions as you felt your orgasm hit you without warning. Your velvet walls clamped down on Namjoon's throbbing cock and he cried out his release as well, resting his head in your neck. Warmth flooded your sore pussy and you knew he came.

Panting and loud heart beats flooded the air.

The two of you laid in the sheets, basking in the afterglow of an intense orgasm. Namjoon kissed your knuckles and smiled at you goofily.

"Thank you baby. You're always so good to me." He said, kissing your shoulder.

"Forget about it, I love it just as much as you do. Maybe even more than you." You smiled curling into his side.

"I could never forget you." He whispered to you before the pair of you fell asleep.

-_-_-_-_-

You remembered that night vividly. It was one of the many times you two had sex, but for some reason it was stuck in your head. It was repeating and repeating and repeating.

It hurt to remember it, you didn't want to remember it. You wanted to forget everything like he had. How painless it must be, to be numb inside and not feel remorse about anything you did.

The tub was overflowing, but you couldn't find a fuck to give about it. Your phone buzzed in your pocket and Kookie flashed across the screen. You answered it a moment later.

"Yes, Jungkook?" You asked, trying to keep your voice calm.

"Hey Noona! I have a question." You wanted to smile at his cute little voice, but you couldn't find the energy to do so.

"What is it?" You questioned softly, trying not to let your anger out on the wrong person.

"I'm trying to cook some stir fry, but, I think I did it wrong... Is there any way to save it?" He asked, you could hear him fiddling with some knobs and such on the stove he shared with Jimin.

"Did you put in some water? That can help. If not, add some sauce and more vegetables and turn down the heat for God sake." Jungkook's sweet laughter flew through the phone and into your ear.

You would miss that.

"Yes, Noona. Thank you! If I add more vegetables and rice I'll have enough for more people. Do you and Namjoon-hyung want to come over and eat with Jimin-hyung and I?" He asked, doing as he was told.

"That's sounds great Kookie-ah. I'm just about to get in the bath but I'll call you when I get out." You could almost hear the blush on the younger man's cheeks.

"Alright, Noona. Enjoy your bath!" With that, he hung up and you threw your phone to the ground. Watching it shatter everywhere.

You were so tired.

You missed Namjoon and you wanted him back.

So you did the only thing you could do.

You cried.

Helplessly and hard. You sobbed until you collapsed to the floor in unadulterated agony, holding onto yourself desperately. How could he not feel anything when he thought about you or looked at you, when you felt so much? Your head flooded with misery and you felt water on your hand. You looked up and noticed that the water had reached you now. It was warm and inviting.

You stood up and shut the water off, looking into the deep tub. The deep and steaming liquid drew you in and it mixed with the water coming from your eyes.

It was time for you to forget him.

Forget everything about this last month. These last years...

Forget your life in general.

It didn't matter if Namjoon wasn't in it, and the man downstairs wasn't Namjoon.

The Namjoon you loved was gone, and he wasn't coming back. No amount of medicine and counseling could ever bring the man you loved back, and it killed you to know that. But you could be with him again, in your memories.

All it would take was a few inhales, right?

That's all it will take...

No, you're body will reject it...

You walked to the medicine cabinet and grabbed Namjoon's painkillers and anti-psychotics and poured them into your hand.

This would be enough, surely.

You grabbed the glass you kept on the sink for him at night and filled it with water.

One pill.

Two pills.

Ten pills.

Twenty pills.

You lost count at thirty five and you were already getting dizzy. You stumbled around the bathroom and held onto the edge of the tub, slowly dragging yourself inside of it. The water was still warm and you couldn't bring yourself to stop from fully submerging yourself in it. You were still clothed and that didn't matter. If anything it helped weigh you down so you didn't rise above the water.

The drugs took over your system and you felt water rushing into your airways.

But it didn't matter.

You were dead already.

-_-_-_-_-

Namjoon wasn't sure why you were taking so long in the bathroom, maybe you had to think about it.

He was serious when he said he wanted to try, he really did because seeing you so upset was hard for him. He didn't know why when he looked at you he didn't feel anything, but he wanted to. He wanted so badly to make you happy again, and that was the first step in his recovery.

The familiar ringing of his cell phone pulled him out of his thoughts.

"Hello?" He said into his phone.

"Hey, Namjoon-hyung! When will you and noona be here? She talked to me about twenty minutes ago and she was getting in the bath, but I invited you two over for dinner with me and Jimin-hyung. I made stir fry." Jungkook said cheerfully into the phone.

"Ah, did you? That was nice of you. I'll go check on her right now and see when she wants to head over. I'll call you back." He said before hanging up and heading for the stairs.

The bathroom door was closed as Namjoon headed into the bedroom. He walked over and knocked on the door.

"____? Jungkook just called and said he invited us to dinner. When did you want to go?" He asked, leaning against the wall.

Silence.

Confusion washed over him as he knocked on the door a little harder.

"___? Are you alright in there?" He asked, waiting for a response.

Without getting one he looked down at the floor and noticed the carpet was wet.

"___!? What's going on in there? Why did you let the water over flow?" He shouted, banging on the door with his fist.

He was once again greeted with silence.

"I'm coming in, ___!" He shouted before opening the door.

There you were, soaked and under the water in the tub, looking scarily pale.

"____," he shouted, rushing over and pulling your body out of the water. "Shit! Oh God, ___! What did you do?!" He yelled, grabbing onto your face.

No pulse.

Quickly grabbing his phone he dialed the emergency number, telling them the situation and begging them to hurry.

Namjoon looked over and saw that his pill bottles were all over the sink.

"You idiot! Why did you take my pills... Why baby, why?" He cried out, clutching your soaked form to his body.

Water poured from your mouth and your body was limp in his arms.

"___! Please, wake up, please wake up! Oh fuck, why did you do this? Why baby? Why," he asked in confusion. His heart ached and he rocked back and forth with you in his arms. How could you do this to him? How could you hurt him this way? And what did he do to you? How could he let himself hurt you like this? "Oh fuck this is all my fault, baby I'm so sorry. Princess? Please, open your beautiful eyes and look at me. Please, baby, please get up! ____!" He screamed, hanging onto your cold form.

His hands tangled in your hair and pulled your lips to his in a desperate kiss.

"I remember you, I remember everything we did... I remember baby, please open your eyes and look at me. Princess, please. Please open your eyes for me. I'll give you whatever you want. You can have all of my time, you can have whatever you want, please princess just open your eyes for me," he sobbed and tired everything he could to get you to wake up.

But nothing worked.

And he couldn't take it.

The ambulance arrived.

The EMTs walked up the stairs and found the scene.

KIM NAMJOON:

AGE: 22

CAUSE OF DEATH: SUICIDE BY OVERDOSE

_____ ______

AGE: 22

CAUSE OF DEATH: SUICIDE BY OVERDOSE/DROWNING

You’re Gonna Kill Me

Just some lovely Sub!Tae for you all today ;)

You were hot pissed.

Where the fuck was he?

It has been over an hour since he last texted you and even then he was late, saying that he would be home soon.

It was you and your boyfriend Taehyung's eight month anniversary and you had went through all the trouble of planning and cooking a nice meal, waiting for him to come home so that you could fill his stomach and he could fill you with his length.

But he was no where to be seen. Or even heard of.

Suddenly, your phone started ringing and you saw Namjoon's number pop up on your screen. You answered it quickly.

"Namjoon? Where the fuck is Tae?" You growled into the phone, waiting for his excuse.

"He's right here, why? Jesus I was just calling to see if you wanted to come out and join us. We're bar hopping right now and I just thought that maybe you'd like to tag along. Tae seems to miss you. But, why do you sound like you're about to commit murder?" He asked into the phone.

"Put Taehyung on the phone right now." You demanded, seething with rage.

"U-Uh, yeah, hang on a second." You could hear him yelling for Tae to get away from Jimin with that open beer and to hurry over to the phone.

"Hello?" You heard your boyfriend's voice ring through the phone.

"Kim Taehyung, where the hell are you right now?" You asked in a dangerously calm voice. You heard him gulp in fear as he exhaled slowly.

"I've been bar hopping with the boys for the night, celebrating the newest album getting released... I'm at the old bar on 43rd street right now... Why?" He asked, genuinely concerned as to why you're upset.

"Funny, because I've been here at home for the past three hours waiting for you. Do you remember what today is?" You asked, hoping that he would tell you the answer you wanted to hear.

"Friday?" He questioned back into the phone.

"The date." You demanded, waiting for the pieces to click in his head.

"The eighteenth-oh fuck... Today's our anniversary isn't it...?" He said lamely. You could almost feel the guilt seeping through the phone.

"Yeah, it's our eight month anniversary Kim Taehyung, and I've been here all day cooking and making a dinner for us. If you even think of sleeping in the same bed as me  until our next anniversary I will kick you so hard in your nuts you'll be lucky if you can use them ever again." You said, anger seeping into your voice.

"I'll be home in ten minutes. You can yell at me all you like then, I'll take every bit of it baby. Just... Please let me talk to you, okay? I'll be right there. Jin! Call me a taxi I need to get home. I love you baby, I'll see you soon." He promised into the phone hanging up a few moments later.

You could feel the dread in his voice as he hung up, clearly guilty and genuinely not meaning to be an asshole. But the rage won over your sympathy for his forgetfulness. Taehyung was forgetful on a good day, but when alcohol was involved, you were lucky if he remember his own name.

Your anger was slowly curbing, but you were still incredibly hurt that he had just forgotten you so easily.

A few minutes later you heard a knock at the door. It was strange for Tae to knock, normally he barged in wherever he wanted and didn't really think too much about it. But the fact that he was knocking and asking permission to enter his own apartment was incredibly sweet. You opened the door to see your boyfriend practically in tears holding a bouquet of flowers and panting heavily.

"I'm the worst human being alive, please, baby... Don't hate me... I'll sleep on the floor in the hallway if you want please, just don't hate me... I'm so sorry..." He whimpered, letting a couple tears fall. You were stunned, you had no idea that he would cry. Tae wasn't one to cry unnecessarily. He wasn't good at faking it either, and you could tell when he was lying. No signs of insincerity were in his eyes and you found yourself wrapping your arms around his neck and petting the back of his neck comfortingly.

"Shh... Tae, don't cry baby. Shh, I don't hate you. I could never hate you, I love you." You said trying to calm his shaking. The regret you felt for causing him this much worry was eating you alive.

"I'm so sorry baby, I honestly didn't mean to forget but I was so focused on this album and I'm really proud of it. But that doesn't give the an excuse, you should come first always to me... But I really wanted this to be good for our ARMY... Just know you always come first to me... I'm sorry." He whimpered into your neck, sniffling and clinging to you like a child.

"Tae, I know you didn't mean to forget, but it's the fact that you did that hurts me. I tried getting you to come home and you continued to go out with the boys and ignored me. That really hurt me, I thought that I wasn't important to you." You explained, rubbing his back in soothing circles. As mad as you were, you knew he was beating himself up more than you ever could. Right now you just wanted him to stop crying so you could talk to him.

"You're more important to me than anything, baby. I'll prove it to you, everyday. I'll be better, I promise." You smiled to yourself, feeling the anger and rage slowly melting away, leaving a light feeling in your chest.

"Tae?" You asked, pulling him away from your neck and wiping his eyes.

"Yes, ___?" He answered, being obedient.

"I have an idea of how you can make it up to me." You said in a sensual voice, Taehyung's eyes turned dark as he looked at you with desire forming.

"What is that, baby? How can I make it up to you?" He asked, pulling you in by the waist. You smiled and knew you had him in your trap.

"Mmmm... Let me tell you what my idea is, yeah?" You said, leaning towards his ear and blowing hot air on it purposefully turning him on.

"Tell me what it is baby." He groaned, rubbing your hips gently.

"A question first... When was the last time you fucked me?" You asked innocently, biting your lip.

"God it's been a week, but it feels like forever... I think we should end that tonight, I'll make it up to you and make you cum over and over again until you can't take it anymore." A jolt of pleasure ran through your spine at the thought of him getting you off until you were screaming in over-sensitivity. But, he needed to be punished and you couldn't think of a better way than to with-hold sex.

"No. I won't be having sex with you tonight." You said firmly, pushing him away from you. His eyes grew large as he stared at you blankly.

"W-What?" He asked, trying to ignore the semi he had working in his pants at the moment.

"I said I won't be having sex with you tonight. Or for the next two weeks." You stated, placing your hands on your hips.

"What!?" Tae shouted, his throat getting dry at the thought of two weeks with no sex.

"You heard me. This is punishment for forgetting our anniversary. No sex, for two weeks." He swallowed harshly and ran his hand through his hair.

"So, that means no oral for either of us... But can we masturbate?" He asked, looking at you nervously.

"I'm not some sort of she-devil. You're more than welcome to masturbate, and you can kiss me and hug me. But if you touch my breasts or," you trailed your hands lower and played with your skirt slightly. "Somewhere else, I'll add a week onto your punishment." You warned, watching his face grow pale.

"Jesus Christ..." He breathed, lifting his eyes back to yours. "And after the two weeks are up, to the very minute, can you promise me something?" Tae asked, gazing into your eyes pleadingly.

"Depends on what it is." You responded, smiling sweetly.

"Promise that we can have sex right then, or give each other oral. I don't care, as long as I can have some form of you in an intimate way... Please?" You thought about it and stared at your boyfriend's panicked expression.

"How about this. We can have sex the second the two weeks are up. But, I get to be in control and you'll have to listen to everything I say. Does that sound fair? I won't be completely greedy, but I have to be in control the whole time. Till the very end. If you try to be dominant in any fashion, we'll stop right then and the punishment will continue for another three days afterwards." Taehyung swallowed hard once more, but nodded his head complying to your outrageous demands.

"Yes baby, whatever you want. As long as I can have you close to me after these weeks are over, I don't care if I get to be in control... But, ___?" He called your name out once more.

"Yes, Tae?" You answered, looking at your boyfriend with nothing but love in your eyes.

"D-Do you want me to sleep on the couch the entire time too? Or can I sleep in the bed with you?" You couldn't help the giggle that fell out of your mouth. Tae was being such a good boy and you were very proud of how he was handling this.

"You have to sleep on the couch tonight, but for the rest of the nights you can sleep with me in the bed. Remember, I love you. More than anything." You said, wrapping your arms around him and kissing his head. He practically purred into your touch and wrapped his arms around you.

"I love you too baby, and after these two weeks are over you'll be able to see just how much."

-_-_-_-

It had been a few days and you were very proud of your boyfriend. He'd done everything you'd asked of him. Doing the dished and cleaning up after dinner. Even taking you out for a lovely lunch at your favorite cafe to make up for the meal you two didn't get to eat together.

"Do you want to go to the park with me today? The flowers will look beautiful in the sunlight!" Taehyung asked, after helping you dry the dishes after breakfast.

"I have a paper I need to write for my online class, but otherwise I would love to baby." But there was a question burning in your mind.

"Man, I guess I'll ask the guys if they wanna go. Us manly men looking at pretty flowers. Ooh! The ARMY would like it if we took pictures of them though, sent them something sweet to brighten their day!" The way he spoke about his fans so fondly made your heart fill with warmth, but the question in your head still stood.

"Taehyung, are you horny?" You asked, biting your lip and watching all the blood drain from his face.

"U-Uh, why?" He asked back, setting down the dishes he was drying with shaky hands.

"Cause, you're acting like no sex isn't a punishment. Maybe I should make it longer-"

"No! God please no! I'm already going crazy over here trying not to just jump your bones, believe me... But I'm trying to be good for you and prove to you that I care about more than just your body. Believe me, I'm horny as hell... But, I'm excepting my punishment like I should." He said almost too passionately.

"Yeesh, sorry. You just seemed like it wasn't effecting you at all, apparently I was wrong." He nodded vehemently and continued to dry the dishes you handed to him.

"The only reason I haven't lost my God damn mind is because I'm jacking off about three times a day." You dropped a dish and watched it fall to the floor and shatter, causing your boyfriend to jump in shock.

"S-sorry." You murmured, bending down to pick it up off the floor.

"Baby, don't!" Tae said, grabbing your wrists before you could try to clean up the dangerous mess. Him admitting that he wanted you but was trying so hard not to break his promise and accepting his punishment just shocked you. You thought that he would try and beg you to at least send him some naughty pictures to masturbate with, but he'd kept it a secret.

"Sorry... Uh, I'm gonna go work on that paper." You pecked his lips slightly and walked back to your room, leaving your boyfriend extremely confused and with a huge mess to clean up.

-_-_-_-

Maybe you shouldn't have let him masturbate...

It was almost the end of the first week and Tae, albeit he told you he was struggling, seemed to be just as happy as normal. Kissing you and hugging you, but never pushing past the boundaries you clearly set for him.

The need to have him begging you for intimacy that you both wanted was killing you. You wanted him to be so far gone that the only word he knew was your name.

But how to get him desperate? How could you crack that thick mask he had placed over his face?

You smirked as you pulled out your favorite bra mixed with your nice lacy panties, almost imagining Tae drooling when he saw you. You decided the best thing would be to take a bath and have him catch you in nothing but a towel.

He will be punished.

You ran and left your clothes out on the counter, hiding the bra and panties carefully to ensure that he wouldn't see them until you wanted him to.

The door opening signaled your boyfriend was home from dance practice and you shut off the water.

"Babe?" You shouted, confirming it was him.

"Yes?" Tae's voice responded through the door.

"How was practice?" You asked, genuinely wondering if he had a good time. Just because he was getting punished didn't mean that you didn't care about his happiness and his career.

"Exhausting, but Jimin and Jungkook helped me with a part that I was getting wrong, so I feel like I worked really hard and did it right." You could hear the pride in his voice and it filled you with a similar feeling. He worked so hard and he was happy about it paying off. A smile crept to your lips, but the fact still stood that you were naked in the shower and there were no clothes for you in here.

"Tae, can you do me a favor?" You asked, grabbing a towel from the rack.

"Yeah, of course. What is it?" He said, coming up to the door.

"I left my clothes on the counter, mind grabbing them for me?" You heard his footsteps walking away before he answered.

"Yeah sure, no problem." He said, walking over to the counter to find your clothes sitting in a neat little pile. After a few moments, you heard a knock on the door.

"Come in, I have a towel on." You responded, looking at yourself in the mirror.

"Here you go baby-oh..." Tae breathed, staring at your figure in front of him.

"Thanks!" You said, grabbing the clothes and getting ready to drop your towel.

"Hang on a minute let me get out of here!" Taehyung said before you could reveal any more of your wet, pale skin.

"What's the deal? You've seen me naked before. I've changed in front of you more times than I can remember." You announced, as if what you were doing was purely an innocent mistake.

"Baby I haven't seen you naked in two weeks. There's only so many ways I can respond to that." He whined softly, trying not to get hard just by looking at you.

"What? The punishment finally starting to kick in?" You teased, watching him squirm in front of you like a virgin.

"You're testing me?" He asked, practically glaring at you.

"Mmm, maybe. But unless you want me to make your punishment longer, I suggest you remember your promise." He made a strange noise in his throat before pushing you to the side before stripping his clothes off of himself and jumping in the shower.

"Unless you intend on listening to me jack off, I suggest you get out of here for the next twenty minutes." You smiled and walked out of the room, shutting the door and going to your room to change.

-_-_-_-

A few days later, Tae had left to go out with the boys for some celebrating. You had decided to clean the house by yourself. Your music was blasting as you paraded around the room with nothing but a loose t-shirt and your panties on.

You had laundry to do as well.

The music was loud as you cleaned up the kitchen, so you didn't hear the door opening or hear your boyfriend walking in the apartment.

"Baby! I'm ho-holy shit." Tae's voice suddenly dropped an octave as he watched your hips move sensually to the song that was playing. His throat became dry as he watched you, imagining what your body would feel like pressed against his if he was to take you on the counter.

"Oh! Tae! You scared me." You announced, holding your chest in moderate shock.

"B-Baby... What are you wearing?" He asked, his eyes glued to your legs that are bare in front of him.

"Oh, um, the laundry is in the washer right now and I was cleaning so I didn't want to get anything on my clothes..." You explained, watching his eyes get darker and darker with lust. Your eyes naturally wandered down to find him pitching a tent right there in front of you.

"God this is fucking torture..." He groaned leaning against the counter, looking completely and utterly pitiful.

"Only a few more days baby, then you can fuck me hard... If I let you that is." You smiled and got a little closer to him.

"Please, ___, don't come any closer to me. Please, it already hurts..." He whined, pushing down on his crotch, desperate for some form of relief.

"Does it really hurt baby?" You asked, getting closer and closer to his trembling form.

"Yes, it hurts. Of course it does... My hands aren't as soft as yours, and it doesn't feel as good compared to you..." You thought about it for a moment and got on your knees in front of him.

"You've been very good for the past couple days, so, as a little treat. I'll talk to you while you jack off, and you can come on my face or tits if you want." His eyes bulged out of his head as he quickly undid his belt and pulled himself out of his pants. You forgot how hot he was when he was naked, you haven't seen it in almost three weeks so, you missed it too in a way. Tae was quick to begin stroking himself in front of you, looking into your eyes as he pleasured himself.

"Oh, shit baby. Talk to me, please..." He begged, already looking pretty wrecked.

"Mmm... I love watching you like this Tae. Seeing how desperate and needy you are is getting me so horny. Uhh..." You moaned at the end, watching his brows furrow in pleasure.

"____..." He whined your name, watching as you pulled your shirt over your head to give him something to cum on.

"Taeee," You whined. "Won't you cum for me? Cum for your baby who misses your cum so much. How it's always so warm inside of my drenched pussy when you fuck me for hours until I can't stand. So hot, so hot Taehyung." His breaths were coming in short little pants as he got closer and closer to his end. Your eyes never left his face while you spoke to him, watching the pleasure take over his features was intoxicating.

"C-Close. I'm gonna cum..." He moaned, biting his lip in the signature way before he cums. You loved that look.

"It's alright baby, you can cum. I want to feel your nice warm cum all over my breasts. Please, Tae, cum for me." You moaned. This seemed to throw him over the edge as you felt the familiar warmth of his climax all over your chest.

"Oh fuck... Oh shit, baby..." He moaned, slumping against the counter, panting hard.

"Damn, Tae, how much cum can you hold?" You asked, looking down at the milky mess that now adorned your breasts.

"I've been masturbating, but I go soft right in the middle and can't finish... So, I've had a lot of build up. That's probably why it hurt so much whenever I got hard." He said out loud, making your head shoot up.

"Baby, if you're ever in pain because of that, you need to tell me. Your comfort and health are much more important to me than a punishment... But, I need to go clean up. I can't want until all of this is inside me." You winked and trotted to the bathroom, smiling the whole way.

-_-_-_-

Tonight was the night you were finally going to let Taehyung have sex with you for the first time in three weeks. He'd been texting you dirty things all day, in an attempt to get you turned on.

The only problem is, he seems to have forgotten a key factor in his excitement.

He wasn't going to be in control tonight.

Taehyung was directly on time for dinner, bringing you flowers and everything.

"Hi baby." He said, wrapping you up in his arms kissing your head affectionately. Everything he did from now on was going to be how you wanted it. And you were fairly certain this was going to be the worst part of the punishment yet. You smiled and kissed his cheek and walked with him to the table, both of you sitting down and getting your plates ready.

"So, how are Jimin and Jungkook? You said you hung out with them today." You said, starting normal conversation. Gauging his reaction.

"They're great! They say hi and that they want some more of your famous brownies soon. More Jimin than Kookie, you know how he diets," you smile and wait for him to continue. "Other than that, we just watched movies and they teased me about a dance move I got wrong the other day. But it was nice to hang out with them."

He was doing a really good job of not talking about sex and not mentioning all those dirty things he said he was going to do to you the second he got home. You drank some of the wine you poured and listened to more of his stories while you ate your dinner. He asked what you did with your day and you merely pointed to the meal you were enjoying currently.

"It tasted so good, thank you for dinner baby." He smiled, kissing your head as you both cleaned up from dinner. Washing and drying the dishes before putting them away as well as the leftovers in the refrigerator.

"I'm glad you liked it, anything in particular you want for dessert?" You said, looking at the ice cream you had in the fridge as well as some strawberries. Warmth spread over your back as you felt Taehyung mold his body to yours, breathing into your neck hotly.

"I have a few ideas of what I want for dessert." He murmured, placing sweet little kisses around your shoulder.

"Taehyung." You warned. You felt him freeze behind you, straightening up slowly.

"W-what is it baby?" He asked, looking at you in concern.

"Do you not remember the deal we made at the beginning of this punishment?" You asked, watching his expressions.

"I remember you saying the second that the two weeks was over we could have sex..." He said, looking a little confused.

"I also said that I got to be in control. I'm dominant tonight baby, so get on your knees for me." You practically growled at him. He turned very timid, but did as you asked, getting on his knees in front of you.

"What a role reversal this is." He mumbled, looking at your hips in front of him.

"Did I say you could speak?" You said, taking his hair in your fist and tilting his head back so he was looking at your face.

"No..." He breathed, eyes glazing over in lust.

"Then we have a problem here Taehyung... Already disobeying me and we haven't even gotten to the good part yet. What am I going to do with you?" You asked, running your fingers over his face delicately. He remained silent but gave you the sweetest puppy eyes he could manage. Trying to convey all the he was trying to say with his eyes.

I really didn't mean to disobey you, please baby, let's keep going?

You smiled at the thought and pet his head gently.

"Well. I believe you didn't do it on purpose. Because my good boy wouldn't disobey me, would he?"

Tae shook his head vigorously.

"Good boy. Follow me to the bedroom, but you can't stand on your feet. You have to crawl to me." You smiled walking backwards towards the door, watching as your boyfriend crawled towards you with desire filled eyes. You smiled as he approached you and you patted his head affectionately.

Taehyung took your fingers and nibbled gently, trying to coax you towards the bed.

"Get up and carry me to the bed," you demanded, watching as he scrambled to his feet to comply. His arms wrapped around you and he stalked towards the bedroom quickly. You smiled as you felt him lower you onto the soft fabric of your comforter. "Now go down and sit at the foot of the bed, you can't touch me until I say so." Taehyung gave a small little whimper but did as he was told, sitting on his knees at the foot of the bed, looking like a little puppy denied a treat.

You slowly began undoing your shirt, showing more and more skin. Taehyung remained still, but his throat bobbed as he swallowed, desperate for some form of relief. His tongue darted out to wet his lips, and all he could imagine was how you would taste as he brought you to your orgasm.

"Taeeee.... I want to take my shirt off, but I don't know if you want me to take it off... Tell me how bad you want me to take it off." You teased, watching as he bit his lips.

"I want you to take it off so bad baby. I want to see all of your beautiful skin, please let me see it? Please?" His low voice pleaded, watching your little strip tease was almost too much for him to bear. You smiled at his whines and did as he asked and removed your shirt, showing off your newest set of lingerie for him.

"Look at what I happened to find at the store today. Pretty isn't it?" You said, stroking your hands over your chest, watching as your boyfriend's eyes got larger and larger.

Taehyung nodded his head and bit his lip. You watched as he tried to readjust his bulge in his pants, looking for some form of relief from the strip tease you were giving him. His eyes locked onto your chest and the new black lace lingerie you had purchased earlier in the day, sneakily hiding it in the back of your car.

"Tae, is it painful? You look like you're in pain." He swallowed hard and looked at you desperately.

"Baby... It's uncomfortable... I want to be inside you." He moaned, giving you his big puppy eyes.

You smiled but shook your head yet again, "Not yet baby." Taehyung groaned and rolled his head back on his shoulders.

"Please, Jagi... Please..."

His whines were so pathetic, that you almost gave in and let him take you the way he wanted. But, this was too much fun.

"I'll take off one piece of clothing of your choosing. But pick wisely taehyunnie." You teased, biting your lip and playing with the bra strap. Taehyung seemed to think it over logically, what was left of the logic he possessed. He gazed at your chest longingly, but then his eyes moved down to between your legs. He bit his lip and looked back up at you.

"Would you please take your panties off?" You smiled and nodded.

"You even said please, what a polite boy you are, you might just get a reward for that," you said, reaching down to move your panties off your body. Taehyung watched in agony as your panties were discarded onto the floor and you sat practically bare in front of him. A quiet little groan came from his throat.

You spread your legs open and showed him your pink center, slowly running your fingers down to it, watching him with calm eyes. His adams apple bobbed showing extreme amount of restraint as you slowly teased yourself and him.

"How I wish these were your fingers, baby... I love how long and rough your fingers can be. But I guess mine will have to do," you breathed as you leaned your head back, slowly pushing a single finger into your entrance.

"Oh fuck," you heard him whisper, you weren't sure if he even was aware of the fact he said it, so you eyed him as you stuck another finger into your core and began pumping your fingers back and forth, creating an exhilarating friction inside of your stomach.

"I wish it was you Tae... Your fingers feel so much better than mine. If I let you, would you please me? Would you make me climax with just your fingers baby? Or even better, just your mouth?" Taehyung swallowed hard and nodded quickly.

"Of course baby. Anything you want. I'll make you cum so hard with just my fingers or my mouth, whatever you want, I promise," he whimpered. "Please, let me touch you baby," you eased the tight chain you had on him and nodded.

"You are allowed to touch my pussy, and no where else. Only my pussy," you said firmly, opening your legs even further to allow him access to your center. Taehyung practically flew across the bed and landed right in front of your dripping core, you pulled your fingers from yourself and held them in front of his mouth. "Open your pretty lips for me, suck my fingers clean," you demanded. Taehyung was quick to obey and took your fingers in his mouth and groaned at the taste of you residing there. He licked and nibbled at your digits and cleaned them off quickly. You continued praising him, slowing running your fingers through his hair. "Now, take your reward," you said, urging him towards your center.

Soon after, Taehyung's lips connected with your soaked folds. A sharp gasp came from your throat and you threw your head back in pleasure. Taehyung moved his tongue in such a sinfully delicious manner that you thought momentarily it should be illegal. He was always flaunting that god damn tongue any chance he got. Licking his lips or sticking it out at you when the two of you had an argument. But this is where you liked it the best, right against your aching center.

Taehyung was eager to please you, already making a mess between your legs. You reached down and tangled your fingers in his hair once more, gripping tightly causing him to let out a little groan. You smirked and ran your nails down his neck to where his shirt collar was still placed.

"Mmm, you feel so good, Tae. Oh baby, you're so good," you moaned, biting your lip, trying to keep your composure.

This seemed to ignite a fire in him, your praise. He began nosing at your clit with fervor and desperately seeking to find your end. It wasn't going to be long, you could feel yourself slipping down that slop of ecstasy that Taehyung seemed to push you over all too easily. You felt something on your thigh and recognized it as Taehyung's hand, squeezing into the flesh that was available. You immediately grabbed his hair tightly and pulled him away from your center, a great displeasure for the both of you.

"Baby," he whined, licking his lips like a kitten who was too sloppy with their milk.

"Didn't I tell you, you were only allowed to touch my pussy, nothing else. Look where you hand is, Taehyung," you said in an ominous voice.

Taehyung looked and removed his hand like your leg was molten lava. His eyes turned pleading as he gazed back up at you. "Baby, I'm so sorry! I didn't know! It was instinct, please baby I didn't mean to break the rules," he looked as if he was about to cry and you leaned forward and connected your lips to his to ease his nerves.

You were familiar with Tae being dominant, and you knew he would crack eventually and give in to both of your desires. But you on the other hand, were a different story. Your self control was something of a wonder. If you were told no, you found that you didn't want it anymore anyways. You didn't let things that you couldn't have bother you, so you would go about it a different way. And that terrified Taehyung. He knew that you could finish yourself off, but him? He needed to feel your warmth and velvety walls in order to reach his relief at this point. He hadn't had you in so long and he was beginning to go through withdrawals.

You pulled away from his lip and gave a seductive smile.

"I love you Taehyung, but I did tell you the rules," his eyes enlarged and he gulped before biting his lip with tension.

"W-What is my punishment going to be baby? I'm not sure how much more I can take," he whimpered, reaching down to put pressure against his obviously tented pants.

"Since that appears to be the case, you punishment will be a blowjob, but you can't cum, if you do, then we'll move on to the next punishment," you said with a wicked smile. He swallowed hard and licked his lips.

"What about your orgasm baby, don't you want to cum?"

Clever boy. Reminding you of the aching desire you felt in your lower core.

"That'll be your next order of business, but for right now, I want your clothes off in a minute," you ordered, watching him scramble from the bed and rush to get his clothing off. It was impressive how fast he could get undressed, and you had realized how much you missed his body. It was always so warm and lean above you, bring the two of you to your pleasure.

Taehyung got back on the bed and you reached for him, grabbing him by the shoulders and kissing him once more. He was caught a little by surprise, but began kissing you back with a little coaxing from your tongue. Taehyung melted in your embrace and was putty in your hands. Having this much power over him was thrilling and you realized very quickly that you would be in the dominant role much more often in the future of your sex life.

Once you had him on his back you kissed down his torso, listening to his little sounds of approval before you reached his incredibly hard length. His cock was red and throbbing, and all for you. A smirk appeared on your lips and you gave a long lick up his shaft before taking the head of his dick inside your wet mouth. Taehyung let out a soft keen at the sensation and began gripping the bed sheets. You couldn't help but chuckle, although that only made him cry out softly.

He was so hard and hot on your tongue that you were positive that it wasn't going to take very long for him to cum. But if he did, you knew he was in for it. Taehyung was sweating profusely and gripping onto the sheets tightly, trying to keep his breathing even.

"How does that feel Taehyung? My mouth on you?"

Taehyung squeezed his eyes shut, trying to eliminate as many stimuli as he could to prolong his hard on. You wrapped your hand around him and began pumping what your mouth wouldn't reach, adding more and more pleasure to the time bomb in Taehyung's stomach that would soon explode. It was so hot listening to him whine and moan while you moved your mouth over him.

"How about a deal, Taehyunnie?" You asked, pumping him with strong strokes. He looked at you with bleary eyes.

"W-what's the deal?"

You smirked and began moving your hand faster on his cock. He arched into your hand and bit his lip, trying to keep himself from shouting out.

"If I take all of you in my mouth, and swallow two times and you don't cum, then you can fuck me. Does that sound like a fair punishment to you?" Taehyung weighted his options and nodded, trying not to get anxious at the thought of you taking him all the way in your mouth. It wasn't something that you normally did, and it was generally saved as a treat for him. But now, he wasn't allowed to cum.

You lowered your mouth onto him, relaxing your throat and feeling your nose hit his hot skin. You looked up at him with seductive eyes and tightened your throat experimentally, not quite swallowing yet. Taehyung shot up off the mattress and bucked into your throat, almost causing you to choke.

"Shit baby! I'm sorry! Are you alright?" The concern in his voice was soothing as tears stung in your eyes, but you stood firm and swallowed harshly once. Taehyung was at a loss and the sounds he made were a string of curses and helpless whines. You could feel him throbbing in your mouth and you knew that he was close. You could practically taste his orgasm for him and it was turning you on immensely. Your center was drenched while you moved your tongue around his length.

He looked as if he was fighting off his orgasm with everything he had, and it was endearing to see him work so hard to obey your rules. You rubbed his thigh in praise for getting through the first swallow and tapped to let him know you were going to do it again, as to avoid him choking you with his dick. He nodded and you swallowed just as hard, if not harder, than you did last time. Taehyung cried out loudly, digging his fingers into his skin, practically drawing blood. Although, you didn't taste cum, and you didn't feel him tense up as if he was about to cum. You lifted your head off of his member and watched Taehyung collapse against the pillows with a pained expression.

"Oh fuck, baby, please... I need to cum so bad, I did what you asked, can I fuck you now? Please please baby, Jagi... I need to cum, and I know you do to," Taehyung whimpered, his brows furrowed in pleasure and pain.

"You are so good for me, Taehyung. You didn't come when you weren't supposed to, and I'm very proud of you for that. You can have your reward now. Do you want to be on top? Or do you want me to ride you?" Taehyung's eyes brightened at those words and you knew he wanted you on top. You also weren't sure if he could handle fucking you right now, with how wrecked he was.

You straddled his waist and removed the final piece of clothing you were wearing, caressing your chest in a alluring manner. Taehyung groaned at the sight and bit his lip in protest.

"Please baby, no more teasing. Let me have you, please let me fuck you." The sight of his engorged cock drew you in from your teasing mannerisms and you grasped him, listening as a yelp came from his lips at the sudden pleasure. Your hips sunk down and you felt him fill you up in a familiar, yet foreign way. It had been a long time since he was fully inside you and it was such an incredible feeling.

He was long and thick, and so so hot inside of you. Hitting all of the spots that his tongue couldn't reach. You were lost on him and he was drowning in the pleasure you were providing for him. It was incredibly hot to watch him be so focused on his own climax, the needy and desperate tone to his voice was already bringing you closer and closer to your orgasm.

Suddenly, Taehyung tensed up and you felt the familiar hot liquid splashing against your walls. He came hard and you felt his thighs shaking underneath you. You were surprised at his lack of endurance. Taehyung was a firm believer in ladies first and normally you had three or four mind blowing orgasms before Taehyung had one or two. Seeming to realize what happened, Taehyung looked at you with shame prevalent in his eyes.

"Oh baby, you haven't finished yet, I'm so sorry. Do you want me to- Ah!"

You clenched around his softening member, causing a sharp pain to ring through Taehyung's body.

"I said that fucking me was your reward, are you saying you're done with your reward once you're satisfied? Maybe to make you appreciate it more, you won't be allowed to fuck me for a month. How does that sound? Unless you get me to cum in the next ten minutes with your cock, it'll be a month with no sex. Get started," you growled, lying back and opening your legs for him.

Taehyung, frightened by your threat, was quick to pin you against the mattress and grind against you in a desperate attempt to get himself hard again. You found the sweet spot on his neck and sucked harshly, knowing that was one of the fasted ways to bring him pleasure in a short period of time.

After two minutes passed you felt him start to get stiff against your folds, and you smiled.

"You have eight minutes to make me cum baby, let's see if you can do it. Daddy," you purred, using the name he had been begging for you to use over the past few months. Taehyung's demeanor changed and he was inside of you in an instant. You groaned at the intrusion and sucked in a deep gasp of air.

"Oh I'll make you cum my princess. I'll make you cum so hard you won't be able to stand for the next two hours. Then I'll fuck you so hard that you can't remember any other word by my name, I promise," you detected the signs of his dominance leaking out, and you gave him a firm glare to remind him who was in charge; clenching around him to make a final point. With a whimper and the look of being sucker punched, Taehyung began to thrust in and out of with with desperation.

He had five minutes to make you cum.

You definitely felt good, but you weren't sure how close you were to cumming. Taehyung worked desperately for the next few minutes building up the climax that you had demanded of him.

He had two minutes to make you cum.

Taehyung was sweating, and he was hammering into you with such a delicious pain that you couldn't tell where he ended and you began. His head was in your neck and you had your arms wrapped around his neck in an attempt to get better leverage. You knew you were going to be sore in the morning with the ferocity that Taehyung was using, but you couldn't find yourself being able to care in that moment. Taehyung seemed to remember something because his head lifted from your neck and looked at you.

"Are you close?" His eyes were pleading, and you realized he was going to cum again.

"Yes, but I don't think it's going to happen in the next thirty seconds," you said, already feeling a little disappointed that this was going to be the only sex you would have for nearly two months.

"No, I won't have that, you'll come by the time you hit one second, so I'll count down the seconds," he said, reaching down to where your bodies were joined and began rubbing your clit with the rough pad of his thumb. Your body arched in response to this and ground Tae's thumb pad against you even more.

"Tae!"

"Ten."

Your heart was pounding.

"Nine."

Your vision started blurring.

"Fuck! Eight."

You could feel the chord in your stomach tightening.

"Seven."

Taehyung went even harder into you, if that was possible.

"Six."

You gripped onto his shoulder, feeling your body beginning to let go.

"Five."

"Taehyung, I'm gonna cum!"

"Four. Holy shit, baby."

You could feel it. It was so close you could taste it.

"Three."

"Tae, I'm cumming. Oh fuck!" You screamed.

"Ah-Two."

The tension was palpable and you forgot how to breathe.

"Cum baby, cum."

The chord snapped and you screamed out his name, soon after feeling warmth flood your sore womanhood, signaling Taehyung's second orgasm of the night, and so soon after his last you were certain he was sore as well.

The two of you held onto each other as if you were about to fall off a large precipice if you go. You panted and winced when Taehyung pulled himself out of your core. You could feel his seed pouring out of you and onto the bed sheets, but you were too fucked out to care.

"Holy shit," Tae breathed, resting his forehead against yours in an attempt to catch his breath.

"That was amazing," you announced, smiling as he wrapped you up in his arms. You sighed in contempt before kissing his shoulder slowly.

"I love you so much baby, and as much fun as this was, I never want to wait that long to make love to you," Taehyung whined before pecking your head in a far too cute manner for the actions the two of you just completed.

"I love you too Tae," you breathed before snapping out of his arms and pinning him against the bed once more.

"B-babe?" His eyes were confused and slightly scared.

"What made you think we were done? You've came twice and I've only gotten one measly orgasm. I think it's time you remedy that, come on Tae, hurry up and get hard again," you complained.

"Oh my fuck you're going to kill me baby."

Birthday Sex

I had someone message me and asked when there was going to be Hoseok smut! Here you go my darlings! Please enjoy!

God it was hot in this club.

You had come out with your friends Taehyung and Namjoon to your favorite club for your twenty first birthday.

It felt amazing to drink with your friends and dance with random strangers.

Would you have a killer headache the next day?

Absolutely.

Did you care?

Not one single bit.

A slower paced song came on, so you decided you wanted to go to the bar again and get another drink.

You sat down heavily on the stool and rested your elbows there waiting for the bartender to come over and ask for your order.

You felt someone sit down next to you.

Orange hair lit up in your eyes and it was attached to a very attractive male in leather pants and a loose white shirt that was open low enough that you could see his chest. You licked your lips and quickly turned your head away from the mysterious man before you completely flushed pink.

The bartender came over and gave you a small smile. Then you recognized him.

"Yoongi? Oh my god is that you!? I've missed you!"

The now black haired male smiled and reached across the bar to pat your wrist in a brotherly manner.

"It's good to see you Jagi. I've missed you as well."

Yoongi was your roommate for a while when you first moved to Seoul and you had nothing but fond memories of the man.

"I had no idea you worked here," you said, leaning in towards him, missing the familiarity of him.

"I like mixing drinks. And, I'm never awake during the day, so I might as well get a job that has hours during the night," he said, pouring a random drink into a glass and sending it down the bar to a women who looked like she needed to stop five drinks ago.

"Interesting. How long are you working tonight?"

Yoongi smirked at that and popped a bottle cap off a beer and set it in front of the gentleman to your side.

"Why? Trying to pick me up?"

You flushed and shook your head vigorously. "No, just trying to make conversation," you said, almost dying from embarrassment.

"Shame, I was looking for an excuse to get out of here," Yoongi muttered, setting a glass full of red liquid in front of you. You eyed it quizzically for a moment, then turned your attention to Yoongi.

"What's this?"

Yoongi smiled and topped it off with a cherry. "Happy Birthday Jagi, I've got to get back to work. Enjoy."

With a wink he was off and down the bar to take care of other customers. You fought the blush that was threatening to appear on your cheeks.

"Take it you two know each other?"

A sudden voice startled you and made you turn your head to the man with the orange hair. You bit your lip and nodded.

"He was my roommate when I first moved here to Seoul. He's a great guy," you said, smiling and sniffing the drink Yoongi had left in front of you.

"The drink is called 'Birthday Sex', very fruity but leaves a good burn in your throat if that's what you're looking for," he said, taking a swig of his beer.

You took a tentative sip and smiled at the flavors that went down your throat, leaving a burn in their wake that was oh so satisfying.

"___! Come on! A great song just came on and I want to dance with you!"

Jimin's cute voice rang through the air. You smiled and watched him approach.

"Not right now Jimminie, I'm drinking, but once I'm done I'm all yours," Jimin's eyes grew dark and he gave you a smile.

"Is that a promise?"

Your heart fluttered at the notion but you pushed his shoulder and he seemed to get the message. He was off into the crowd a moment later, getting lost in the lights and the music. You went back to your drink, sipping and contemplating what you would be doing the next day. After nursing your hang over of course.

"You look a little bored, something bothering you?"

The voice next to you spoke up again and you turned your head back to the orange haired man with leather pants.

"Not bored, just thinking about what the hell I'm going to do tomorrow," you said, drinking more.

"Why worry about that now? It's not tomorrow yet. Live in the moment and don't let the troubles of tomorrow worry you before the day is even here. Seems like a waste of energy to me. And a frown doesn't suit that pretty face of yours," he said, giving you a subtle wink.

That was a smooth fucking pick up line if that's what he was trying to do. You shifted in your seat and blushed, taking the rest of your drink down with one gulp.

"What's your name?" You asked, turning your stool to face him. The man smiled at this gesture and set his beer down on the bar.

"Jung Hoseok. And you're ____. Lovely name by the way," Hoseok said.

As odd as it was, the simplicity of his outfit was overwhelming. He looked so good. How could a human being look as good as him? Was that even physically possible? His body looked lean, but those leather pants left little to the imagination, much like the fabric of your dress that clung to you like a second skin that had every man in this club turning their heads. As well as a couple women.

"Thank you. What brings you to the club?"

Jung Hoseok looked at your and bit his lip.

"Do you want the honest answer?"

You looked around and nodded. If he was a murderer you could always run.

"Yeah. Honesty is the best policy," you murmured.

"I'm looking for someone to hook up with for the night," he said, picking his beer up and taking another swig of it. You nodded and shrugged at his answer. Honestly, it wasn't the worst thing in the world. You had also been eyeing a couple people in this club, wondering if any of them were going to be worth the trouble in the morning.

You weren't sure if that made you a bad person or not, but really, you couldn't find yourself being able to care.

"So are about another thirty people in this place. Nothing wrong with that," you said, plucking the cherry off the ice where it sat.

"You're outlook is refreshing. It's nice to have a girl be understanding instead of screaming and calling me a pervert," he said, setting his empty beer bottle down down on the counter.

"Wanting sex and being a pervert are two completely different things. You're human, we all have urges. And those girls probably got shitfaced and went home with someone they didn't know that night, so they're just hypocritical bitches."

Hoseok laughed at your statement and eyed his empty beer bottle with disinterest.

"The bartender said it is your birthday, that true?"

You nodded and gave a weak smile.

"I'm here with my friends for the night. They wanted to take me out, although I haven't seen much of them since I got here," you chuckled, knowing how much Namjoon loved to chicken wing dance all around the club. But you also thought about sweet Jimin who got drunk and started grinding with anyone with a pulse.

"Ah, I see. Would it be too forward of me to ask for a dance?"

You bit your lip and blushed a little before standing up.

"Not at all, I would love to dance," you said, giving him a smile. Hoseok returned your smile and offered you his hand. You took it and noticed how bit it was compared to yours.

Hoseok slowly lead you to the dance floor and grabbed your waist and pulled you close within an instant. You flushed at his proximity, but decided to go with it. The alcohol was beginning to take over and you knew that this man was feeling a similar way.

His hips swayed to the music and he coaxed you to go along with him as well. You smiled and wrapped your arms around his neck and let the music and alcohol drug you. Nothing else matter right now but feeling his warm arms around you and the beauty of him was almost other worldly. You noticed his deep brown eyes looking over your form.

He looked hungry.

You looked hungry.

Why the hell were you two still in this god damned club was beyond you, but you were curious where the night was going to go. Hoseok grabbed your waist and spun you around in his arms so your butt was against his front.

"Grind on me," he said with a demanding tone. You complied quickly and began moving your hips in an alluring figure eight motion. You could feel him getting hard in his pants and you could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter from the sensation. You leaned into his chest so you could feel him moving against you. A soft groan floated through the air between you and it was almost enough to make you shove him to the bathrooms to unceremoniously rip his pants down and have your way with him. Although you were a little more classy than that.

"I want you," you whispered from your position in front of him.

"Are you sure? I know I said I was looking for a hook up, but you seem like a nice girl. I don't want to take advantage of you," he responded while he began to slow down your pace.

You scoffed and grinded on him harder. "And you telling me to grind on you wasn't taking advantage? I'm in my right mind right now, and I'm saying I want you," you breathed, tangling your fingers in his hair. Hoseok seemed to mull this over in his head and spun you back around to look at you in the eyes.

"Tell me honestly, are you drunk?" he asked with concern tracing over his features. You sighed and shook your head.

"I'm buzzed, but I can walk in a straight line and head out to your car right now," you said, playing with the buttons on his shirt.

"My car? Can't even wait to get back to my place?" he laughed, holding you with his strong arms. You shook your head and undid one more of the button on his shirt while biting your lips.

"I don't think I can wait another second," you uttered, staring at the damp skin of his chest.

Hoseok's eyes darkened with lust and you knew he was yours after that. He quickly took you over to the bar to pay his bill as well as yours and with that the two of you were off into the night.

The cold air seemed to take away the buzz you were feeling, but the fire in your stomach still wasn't quenched. You have never felt quite like this before.

You'd had hook ups, sure, but something about Hoseok felt different. He hadn't even tried to kiss you yet. Every move he made felt calculated and purposeful. He wasn't going to rush anything. He didn't feel the need to. You obviously wanted him and he had you now.

The two of you approached a nice looking car with tinted windows and a generous looking back seat that would definitely fit the both of you. Your heart began hammering in your chest as you felt your panties damped further. How could a man have so much of an effect on you already and he hadn't even done something yet! Was this creature even real?

"Can I kiss you?"

"Was that even a question?"

With that his lips met yours and the fire in your stomach turned into a wild fire that was burning through a forest that hadn't received rain in ten years. His touch made you feel weak yet powerful at the same time. Everything he did was so precise. His hands trailed down your body and settled at your hips.

You were pushed up against the car and his hands pinned you against the cold metal of the vehicle and your skin rose up in goosebumps. Hoseok was a forceful kisser that made you submit to everything he wanted.

Oh fuck, he was going to be dominant.

You could barely contain your excitement as his hands went to your breasts to kneed the soft flesh that was there. You moaned softly at the contact and reached out for his broad shoulders.

The kiss held all sorts of promises of the night that had yet to unfold and your heart raced when you heard the car unlock with a click of a button. Hoseok pulled you to his frame and opened the back seat of his car and let you go, watching you fall backwards onto the leather seats. Your outfit didn't leave much for him to think about as he followed you inside, hovering over you as the car door shut behind him. You watched him take in your body.

"You're so beautiful. It feels wrong to have you in my back seat like some drunken escapade... Are you sure you want to do this here?" he asked once more, giving you the chance to back out if you wanted.

"I can't wait anymore, so get that god damn shirt off," you growled, undoing the last buttons and staring at the flesh that was revealed to you. Hoseok smiled at your face as you took him in.

"I don't think we're going to be able to get all the way undressed in here, so I'm just going to go for easy access," he muttered, reached for your panties and pulling them down your legs and throwing them to the floor of the car. You flushed pink as he leaned down and attached his lips to your dripping core. You arched your back at the sudden action, but you soon relaxed into the familiar pleasure.

Hoseok took his time in pleasing you. Watching you come close to the edge and then forcing you to back away from it, teasing you like a doll on a string who wanted to badly to jump off the cliff into the awaiting pleasure that would follow. His tongue worked around your outer lips, but never seemed to reach the place you truly wanted it to go. Once more he licked a long strip up your slip, but avoided your clit at the last moment, keeping you from pleasure once more.

"God damn it, Hoseok! Quit teasing me, please I can't fucking take it," you whimpered, threading your fingers through his hair with desperate need. His eyes darkened even more at your plea and he removed his mouth from you entirely, making you almost cry at the loss. His lips were planted right on yours, making you taste the bitterness of your sex.

Once he was tired of your lips he moved to your ear and nibbled at it for a few moments before trailing his lips down to your collarbone. You licked your lips and continued to watch him tease small parts of your skin with his teeth and tongue. You gathered his shirt and pulled it off, tossing it into the front seat of the car. Hoseok grabbing your dress and shoved it up to your waist so it wasn't in the way.

"I can't wait any longer, how about you baby? Do you need my cock inside of you?" he whispered right against the hallow of your throat. You moaned at his dirty words and nodded like a helpless child. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a familiar foil packet and presented it to you. "Put it on me," he growled.

You scrambled to obey and took the packet from him with shaky hands. You put it in your mouth and held it there, careful not to puncture the foil with your teeth. Hoseok took your hands and placed them on his belt, urging you to move forward with the act. Quickly, you grabbed his belt and undid it, tossing it into the front seat as well. Next was the zipper, which was down in a moment. The button was of no issue for you either.

Soon you were reaching into his tight pants to pull out his large erection. It made your mouth water at the sight of it. You couldn't help but have a taste. It seemed only fair, seeing as how he went down on you. Without much more thought you lowered your mouth onto his already throbbing cock. Hoseok moaned and gathered your hair in a ponytail in his fist as you sucked him off. The lewd sounds of you with his cock in your mouth was causing your wetness to drip onto the leather seat of the car and you pinched your thighs together in an attempt to control yourself.

Hoseok smirked and yanked you off his dick with a tug at your ponytail.

"I appreciate the notion babe, but I really think that we both need to quit teasing now," he said, biting down on his lip and eyeing the condom that had fallen from your mouth when you began sucking on him. You grabbed it hastily and ripped it open, grabbing the rubber that was seated inside. You pinched the tip and rolled it onto him with slow, stroking motions. He groaned at that and bucked into your hands out of instinct.

Carefully, he lowered you back down onto the back seat and took your mouth in a kiss once more. You moaned at the soft contact of his lips on yours and you wrapped your arms around his neck, trying to pull him closer. With a swift motion, he inserted a finger inside of you, to check to see if you were wet enough for him.

"Are you sure you want this?" he asked, pulling away from your mouth with a soft 'pop' sound.

"I'm sure, please, fuck me," you moaned, grinding your core against his massive length. Apparently, he couldn't wait any longer after that, because the next thing you knew, he was inside of you. Your back arched at the intrusion, feeling a slight sting from the stretch to accommodate him. Hoseok seemed to take notice of your pain, because he slowed down and began to place soft kisses on your face and right above the skin of your breasts.

Finally, you moved your hips against his as a signal to move. Hoseok didn't hesitate and began moving out of you to quickly reinsert himself into your tight heat.

"Oh fuck- Hoseok... That feels so good, keep going," you panted, raking your nails down his bare back. He groaned at the pain but continued to work himself inside of you. He felt so big, as if he was trying to tear you in half. But it felt too good to have him stop. Even if he was bigger than the other men you had had, he was way better than any of them by far. He knew how to work his hips in a pleasing manner.

It also helped that he was insanely attractive and charming.

"Jesus christ you're so fucking tight. How can you be this tight and not be a virgin? Where have you been? Oh shit, you're squeezing me so good baby. You're taking me so well," he encouraged, rubbing your hips in a soothing manner. The dirty talk was enough to make you quiver with pleasure, which caused your walls to tighten around him.

You watched as he shuddered from the pleasure he was experiencing and you found yourself unable to look away. You wanted him to look like that only for you. The thought was quickly shoved from your mind as he began to pick up the pace. The sound of skin slapping on skin was so hot and made you moan out his name in pleasure.

There was no doubt you'd have bruises on the insides of your thighs the next morning. Possibly even in the next few hours, but you couldn't care less. The feeling of him pounding into your pussy was too good to pass up.

"Do you like how hard I'm fucking you? Do you like it rough baby? Do you want me to make you cum?" Hoseok asked, pulling one of your legs up and over his shoulder to give him a better angle that reached deeper inside of you than you thought was possible. You wondered for a moment if he could reach your cervix at this angle, but dismissed it as the pleasure was beginning to overwhelm your senses.

"Hoseok! I'm going to cum! Oh fuck! Keep going, don't stop! Holy shit right there baby, fuck me just like that!" you screamed, unable to keep yourself from screaming the vulgar language to your partner. Hoseok seemed to feel a similar way, because his pace became even faster and harder. So hard to the point your head was smacking against the door on the other side of the car. You managed to get yourself up on your elbows to avoid a concussion from his roughness.

"You look so pretty with my cock inside of you, are you going to cum around my big cock? Huh baby? Tell me how much you love me fucking you like this. Tell me how much you want to cum with my big dick inside of your pretty pussy, just like this," he growled, reaching out and grabbing your chin in a dominant manner.

"I love it so much, I love it when you fuck me so hard I'll have bruises. Please keep fucking me hard like the little slut I am, oh fuck! I want to cum with your dick inside of me, please keep going. I'm going to cum so hard, please please please. Oh fuck," you whimpered, gripping onto his shoulders with your nails so hard you could see blood coming from crescent shape divots in his skin. Although it seemed Hoseok was beyond caring at this point, because all he did was continue to fuck you harder and harder.

The coil in your stomach was tightening and you knew you were going to cum really soon. You reached up and connected your mouth to his in an attempt to keep you grounded while you were hurled over the edge to sheer bliss.

"Hoseok! I'm cumming, oh fuck! I'm cumming!" you screamed, unable to keep yourself silent. Your walls clamped down on his member. Pleasure flooded your veins and you went limp against his frame while he continued to fuck into at an alarming rate. Reaching his own high.

To help him over the edge you continued to clench your muscles around him, hoping to pull him to his own climax. His breath was hot on your skin and you cringed with oversensitivity, but you wouldn't stop until you knew he had finished as well.

Suddenly, you felt him tense and his hips stuttered in their movement. You knew he'd finished and your relaxed your muscles, basking in the after glow of your orgasm. Hoseok grabbing your chin and pulled your lips to his in an endearing kiss that seemed to last a little too long for just a hook up.

You winced when he pulled out of you and removed the condom from his softening length. He was quick to place the condom in a small bin that seemed to hold garbage for the vehicle. Then, he was back to you, pulling you to his chest in exhaustion.

"Shouldn't I get going?" you asked, wondering why he was holding you in such a manner.

Hoseok shrugged. "Only if you want to. That was incredible, and once I'm ready I'm down for another round. This time, in a bed, or a shower. Whichever you prefer really," he muttered against your skin. Your cheeks flushed.

"I thought this was just a hook up," you said with embarrassment laced in your tone.

"The night is young, and so are we. Have some fun before you die."

Doctor Jin

DON’T OWN THE PICTURE

"Jin, I'm fine. You don't need to worry about me, the doctor gave me medicine and I just need to rest," you said into the phone to your worried friend while you tried to figure out what kind of juice you wanted to have that morning.

"____-ah, how many times have I told you, you have to call me oppa! I'm three years older than you! But anyways, its my fault that your sick... Let me come take care of you!" he protested through the phone. You sighed and rubbed your face, already feeling more exhausted than you were when you went to sleep last night.

A few nights ago Jin wanted to go and see the lights that were set up in the main square. You had been hesitant, because you knew that it was going to be a little rainy, however Jin convinced you otherwise.

It turned out to be a really fun night. The two of you laughed and spent the night walking around the square. A lot of vendors had decided to set up around the outskirts of the festivities and you and Jin had gone to try out some of the foods. He really wanted to try some of the foreign options. You knew that the man selling the food wasn't particularly cleanly, but the way Jin was looking at the menu with a cute face was more than you could handle.

And of course, you wound up with a nasty cold and a case of stomach issues from the food. The doctor's prescribed you a couple medicines that would help with the stomach pain and you had to keep yourself hydrated.

And Jin felt like that was his job, like the good mother he is.

"Honestly Jin, I'm alright. Don't feel bad, I went out with you. And if it makes you feel any better, the food tasted great," you chuckled before coughing a little. You could hear Jin on the other side of the line making some noise.

"I'm on my way, I'll be there with stuff to make you food with. And don't lock me out like you did last time," he reprimanded. You had to laugh to yourself, remembering the last time you were sick and you didn't want Jin to bother with you, so you wound up locking him out of your apartment. You giggled despite yourself and started back towards your bed.

Around twenty minutes passed and you heard a knock at the door.

"It's unlocked Jin!" you announced from your pillows. You heard the door open and shut right after. Soon Jin was in your room.

"Aish! Why didn't you tell me when you started feeling sick! I would've taken better care of you than those silly doctors," he grumbled before sitting on your bed and brushing the hair out of your face. You had to admit, you missed just cuddling with Jin.

Jin was friends with one of your boyfriends back in school and eventually the two of you wound up becoming even closer than you would've thought possible. Whenever your boyfriend decided he wanted to be an asshole, Jin would come and help you pick up the pieces. He was always there when you needed him and you were there when he needed you. It seemed only reasonable to have him help you when you felt so down.

"Those silly doctors have degrees in medicine and you have a degree in clumsiness and dancing like a chicken so I don't want to hear it," you retorted, patting his leg as you sat up. His hair was messy from the wind outside and his cheeks were pink from the cold. You smiled and rubbed his cheeks to warm them up. Jin simply laughed and rested his forehead on yours, checking your temperature.

"You're burning up, you should rest while I make you something to eat," he chided, tucking you into bed before heading out to the kitchen. You tried to protest, wanting to tell him you weren't hungry for anything. But, the medicine you were supposed to take had to be taken with food.

So you sat quietly and let yourself doze off here and there while you listened to Jin singing while he cooked. It made you laugh to think about how motherly he was. Honestly, anytime anyone was hurt or hungry, Jin was right on it. Always caring for others. It was one of the many things you loved about him. He put others before himself, a quality that was dying out in this day and age. However, Jin made sure that people were taken care of and happy. He seemed to genuinely enjoy helping others, so you just watched in amazement as he worked in several soup kitchens and homeless shelters. He had a degree in culinary but he never did anything substantial with it. He worked low paying jobs because he wanted to help.

You knew you could never do something like that. Be so giving without expecting something in return. You worried about Jin sometimes though. He was so giving almost to a fault. People would easily take advantage of him if you hadn't stepped in on multiple occasions. Jin only wanted to see the best in people and that came with risks. No matter how much good you try to do in the world, the world will always fight back. Because some people simply don't want to be good. But Jin never saw people like that. He was always telling you that there is good in all people. Whether it be the smallest shred of light that shines through the darker soul. Or it if was someone who illuminates any room they walk in. Good exists in everything, but so does evil. You just have to try to find the good.

Although, Jin wasn't afraid to throw down when he needed to. Even though he was probably the most precious little cinnamon bun you'd ever met in your life you have seen Jin fight before. And needless to say it was a terrifying experience.

The two of you had been out drinking and that was a bad combination in that of itself. You didn't hold your liquor very well and Jin always got super serious when he was drunk.

You had been shamelessly flirting with someone the whole night, mainly just for a bit of fun to see if you still had it in you. It wasn't right to lead someone on, but you were wasted and feeling a little lonely. The man had fallen to his knees for you immediately and Jin had gotten very defensive the moment he started putting his hands on you. He even got out on the dance floor with you to make sure that the guy didn't keep creeping on you. At the time you were a little frustrated, seeing as how you were half considering taking that guy home with you. But the morning after you were insanely thankful that Jin had stepped in later on in the night.

After a few hours of dancing and fuckery the two of you had decided to call it a night. Jin was out getting the car and the weird man came up behind you and grabbing at your waist like he had been earlier in the evening.

Fear gripped your heart as you tried to fight him off.

"Come on baby, don't be like that, what about all of the fun we were having earlier? I bet we could have a lot more fun if you came back to my place with me," he murmured into your neck.

The smell of alcohol on his breath made you gag and you kept pushing at his shoulders, trying to get him away from you. But this guy wasn't budging. You started to panic when he started dragging you towards the parking lot. You had on large heels and they strapped on, so you couldn't step out of them to get traction on the ground.

"JIN!" you yelled in a panic. The guy flung you around and pushed you up against a car harshly, grinding his disgusting hard-on against your front.

"Feel that baby? That's how worked up you got me. It's your job to take care of it," he growled, grabbing your hair and pulling your head back violently.

Suddenly, without warning, the man was on the ground and Jin was glaring at him with the scariest look you'd ever seen him have.

"If you ever touch her like that again you won't get away with just a black eye. Get the fuck out of here and if I even see you near her again, you'll fucking pay," he said in a threatening tone. The man got up without a second thought and ran off like a dog with it's tail between it's legs. Jin was quick to wrap you up in his arms and shush you as you broke down. "It's my fault. I'm sorry Jagi, come on, let's go home. Yeah? I'll make your favorite ramen," he promised as he lead you towards the car.

You remember that night very well.

It was the night you had fallen in love with Jin.

Although it was a ridiculous thought, you still entertained it every now and again. You knew you loved him. But you couldn't ever be with him. He was such an incredible person who was always helping others and you were a barista on Wednesdays through Fridays and helped out in your Aunt's bookstore every once in a while. Jin had so many aspirations and you didn't know where you would be in three months. You knew you would only drag him down. So you kept your feelings tightly wrapped inside of your heart where only you could ever find them.

It was safest that way.

"Alright Jagi, here you are," Jin said walking back in and snapping you out of your thoughts. You sat up and smiled as he set down the food on the small bed table you had. The smell was enough to make your mouth water. Even when you were sick with stomach issues, Jin had a way of making you hungry.

He helped you get settled and even tried feeding you the broth.

"Jin, I can feed myself. I'm not that sick," you said, taking the spoon from him and lifting the food to your mouth. Your stomach turned a little, but nothing too bad. You kept eating and soon the whole bowl was gone.

"Wow! You ate it all! Are you still hungry? I can make more," he said, starting to stand up. You snatched his wrist and shook your head.

"No, I'm fine thanks. But I do need to take my medicine now," you said, pointing to the green bottles on the table. Jin grabbed them and handed them over, also setting down a glass of water on your bedside table. You quickly took the pills and settled back into bed. Your doctors did mention that the medicine would make you sleepy, so you cuddled your blanket while Jin took the plates out into the kitchen.

You waited patiently for him to come back so you could rope him into sleeping with you for the night. You loved sleeping with Jin because he was so warm and a perfect cuddler. But he only did it when you were really sad or sick because he didn't want to feel like he was taking advantage of you. If anything it was the exact opposite to be honest.

Jin strolled back in and smiled at you wrapped up in your blankets. You reached out your arms for him and he sighed, shaking his head.

"I'm not some big teddy bear you can sleep with whenever you want, ___," he said in a serious tone. You pouted and reached your arms out further.

"Please, I'm freezing and you're warm. Please, Jin?" you pleaded, already feeling yourself getting tired.

Jin seemed to think about it for a moment before snapping his fingers. "I'll sleep in here with you if you call me oppa," he said with a evil smile on his face.

You never called him oppa. It wasn't out of disrespect or anything, but because you honestly forgot he was older than you most of the time. He was never offended because you didn't use the honorific, but it would be funny to hear you say it. You also grew up with a half-American mother, so the honorifics weren't ever really enforced in your house.

"Jin-oppa. Will you please cuddle with me until I fall asleep because I am feeling so ill?" you asked in the most sickly sweet voice you could muster. Jin burst into laughter and nodded, crawling in next to you and wrapped you up in his arms.

His warmth flooded over your body and you sighed in satisfaction. He was so warm and you couldn't help the small groan of happiness that left you. Jin simply chuckled and rested his head on yours. Soon enough, you were falling into a deep sleep...

You were having probably the hottest dream of your life.

Jin was sat between your legs and eating you out like his life depended on it. His lips were soft and you wracked with pleasure as he continued to flick his tongue in dangerous ways. You were so wet you could feel it running down your thighs. Jin seemed to love the way you tasted because he couldn't get enough. You stared into his eyes and watched as he practically swallowed you whole. His entire mouth came over your mound and you arched your back into his warm touch.

It all felt so amazing. You knew you were close to cumming.

"____? ____? Wake up! Jagi! What's wrong?" you heard Jin's voice. You flew up in your bed and held your chest to calm your racing heart. You looked down between your legs and saw that Jin wasn't there. You felt a warm hand rubbing your back and you shuttered at the contact. It felt so good against your skin and you were undeniably horny. What the hell had gotten into you?

"Jin..." you whispered, looking at him desperately. The ache between your legs was undeniable and you were feeling so weak. Jin stood up quickly and rushed to your side.

"What is it? What's wrong? Do you feel sick?" he asked, checking you over. You groaned when he put his hands on you and it only made the ache between your thighs even more painful. You could feel the dampness in your panties and you longed for Jin to remove the useless piece of clothing and shove his cock inside of you.

"I-I need you..." you whimpered, reaching out and grabbing his shoulders.

Jin held onto your waist and pulled you onto your feet. You stood there shakily, but managed to stay standing. Jin felt your forehead and your temperature had gone down. He wasn't sure what was causing all of this.

"What do you need me to do? What's going on?" he asked, looking around for an answer.

His eyes found your pills on your bedside table and ran over to them. Leaving you cold in the middle of the room. He read the warnings and through the ingredients. Then he saw the side effects.

Increased Sexual Arousal. If encountered, please deal with immediately.

Subject will experience intense pain if not handled.

Could be threatening.

His throat went dry as he looked at you.

There was no denying it now. It was obvious just by looking at you.

You needed to be sorted out, and fast.

While Jin was searching desperately for an answer to the problem, you were becoming more and more anxious for his touch. Your knees felt so weak. All you could think about was how good his lips would feel on yours and how incredible he would feel inside of you. You could barely take anymore of this. You were sure you were going to pass out from all of the desire that flooded your veins.

"Jin, please. I need you," you whimpered, biting your lip and trying to remain on your feet. Jin seemed lost in his own world, trying to figure out what the hell to do with you.

Suddenly, your legs couldn't seem to support you anymore and you fell in a heap to the ground. Jin jumped at the action and was quick to run over to you. He pulled you into his arms and saw the reality of the situation.

"Aish. Those damn doctors. They don't know how dangerous the medicine they really give you is, now I have to do something I wish I didn't," he said softly to himself. You tugged at his shirt helplessly, dying for relief.

"Jin... Please. It hurts," you whined, rubbing your thighs together. Jin noticed and looked towards the ceiling and huffed out a sigh. He lifted you in his arms and carried you to the bed.

Soon he was pulling off his shirt and throwing it to the floor. You were almost hyperventilating with excitement. You were finally going to have sex with Jin. Something you had wanted for years now was coming true right before your eyes.

Jin was silent as he pulled off your shorts. His eyes widened at how wet you were, without any foreplay or anything. He ran a finger over your clothed center and you shuddered violently at the contact. You bit your lip and whimpered softly at his touches. The pain was starting to get worse, but ebbed every time Jin touched you exactly where you wanted him. He sighed and laid down on the bed, pulling your thighs apart and tugging your soaked panties off your legs. You couldn't even find the coherency to be bashful. Jin wasted little time and attached his lips to your center, kissing and sucking on your drenched core.

You moaned and squirmed around as Jin ate you out. He was silent while you were practically screaming for him to continue. Every little movement felt like a lightning bolt straight to your core. Instead of hoping for an orgasm like many of your other sexual encounters, you found yourself being thrown towards it as Jin continued to lick at your center. You felt him move your lips apart and start to lap at your clit with vigor. Your hips bucked up into his face as you felt the familiar coil in your stomach tightening.

"Jin... Jin!" you yelped, being unable to control yourself any longer. Your hands flew to his hair and gripped tightly as you started falling into the waves of your climax. Jin sucked gently and helped prolong your pleasure. You were lost in the sensations that you were given and you could barely think straight for a few moments.

As the afterglow set in you stared at Jin with lust filled eyes. He sat up and cleaned off his face, going to grab his shirt from the ground. You whined in protest as you sat there half naked in the cool air of your room.

Jin gave you a look of disbelief. "D-Do you still have pain?" he asked, keeping his shirt off.

The pain in your stomach came back with a vengeance and you nodded. Jin sighed and ran his hand through his hair in frustration. After what felt like forever, he rejoined you on the bed.

"Jin, take it off," you moaned, tugging at his pants without modesty. Giving in to your desires, he removed his sweatpants and let them fall to the floor. You stared at his boxers and expected to see the normal tent that was there when guys were ready to have sex.

But there was nothing.

"Sorry," he whispered, palming himself through his boxers trying to get himself hard. You rushed forward, taking his hands away from his groin.

"Let me do that," you whispered, pulling his boxers down his thighs. He was flaccid and you weren't really sure what to do. Normally men were ready to fuck you after going down on you, but Jin was a different story. You reached out and squeezed his member, hoping that he would get hard. You needed him so badly and he realized that, but there was only so much he could do about his body's reactions. You placed your mouth over his soft length and started sucking.

And finally.

Finally.

Jin let out a small moan. Your heart swelled with hope and you started sucking harder, hoping to get him hard as fast as you could. Soon you felt him stiffening in your mouth and it was getting more difficult to fit all of him in your mouth. You relaxed your throat and started giving him a proper blow job. Jin moved your hair out of your face so it wasn't in the way and just watched you go down on him. It felt good, but he couldn't deny the guilt that was eating away at his stomach.

This was all drug induced.

What if you woke up in the morning and you hated him?

He couldn't handle that. But you were in so much pain...

You could feel he was hard enough in your mouth so you pulled away and saw the desire in his eyes. He wanted you.

Kim Seokjin wanted you just as much as you wanted him and your heart leapt into your throat.

You threw you shirt over your head and rushed to unclip your bra. You had the foresight of wearing a bra that clipped in the front. Jin stared at the skin you revealed to him. You needed him so badly and all he was doing was staring. You needed some action. Without thinking about it, you reached out and grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand to your breast. You moaned as he started to mold his hand to the flesh there.

After a while, the pain in your core was too much to ignore and you grabbed onto Jin's hips and tried to pull him forward. He made an adorable yelp that melted your heart as he fell forward.

"Hang on, I don't have a condom," he said, looking at you with worry. You scoffed and opened your bedside drawer and pulled out the familiar foil packets. However, you looked at the size then at Jin's length.

He was too big for the fucking rubber.

Of course, leave it up to the most innocent person you've ever met to be packing in the cock department. You threw the condom on the floor and spread your legs anyways.

"I'm on the pill, it's fine," you said. Jin seemed hesitant, but he moved forwards regardless. He brushed against your entrance and both of you shivered at the feeling. He was so hot and throbbing and you were wet and soft. Jin pushed forward slowly, easing into you with patience.

He was huge inside of you. You threw your head back and gripped the sheets tightly. Jin seemed to be having trouble keeping himself under control. You gripped him so tightly and he was about ready to loose his mind at the feeling of you around him. He hadn't had sex in a long time and just being this close to someone again was something worth missing. Although, the feeling of being inside of your warm heat was a welcomed sensation.

"Oh, fuck, Jin," you moaned as your hips came together. He was fully inside of you. Jin couldn't believe what he had just done. He was inside of his best friend. Someone he wanted only to protect. Even if it was from himself. Shame flowed through his body, but the look of sheer bliss on your face helped ease his guilt.

Once you gave him the go ahead, he started moving. The friction sent delicious shock waves all throughout your body as Jin worked himself in and out of your tight heat. As much as he wanted this to be for your benefit alone, he could feel himself starting to loose himself to the sensations. You were so warm and inviting that Jin was finding it hard to keep in his right mind. It was hard to keep a right mind around you normally, now that he was balls deep inside of you it was proving to be a little more difficult than usual.

Jin kept moving at the same pace, in the same position for what felt like hours. You needed a change or this was going to get static very quickly. Without warning, you locked your legs around his waist and lifted yourself up and pushed him onto his back. Jin was shocked at your display of dominance. Had you really managed to push him onto his back during sex? You were lost in your own world. At this angle, Jin felt even bigger inside of you and you couldn't help but feel absolutely drunk with pleasure.

After giving yourself some time to adjust to the new angle, you started moving your hips gently on his. Jin groaned as you kept working your hips on top of his. Every movement you made caused him to let out small little whimpers that egged you on even more. You wanted him to feel just as good as you did.

"J-Jin... So good, oh fuck," you said, resting your hands on his chest as you bounced up and down along his thick shaft. Breathing was becoming difficult as you felt yourself getting closer and closer to the end.

Sadness crept into your bones as you realized how close you were. You didn't want this experience to end... You wanted to be like this with Jin all the time. He felt so good, better than anyone you'd ever had before in your life...

You had loved him for so long and the fact that you were finally able to express your feelings for him meant so much to you. Although, the pain was melting into white hot pleasure inside of you and you knew it wasn't going to be much longer.

"C-Close, Jin. Jin-oppa," you whimpered, gripping onto his shoulders. You felt his hands removing yours from his shoulders and suddenly you were on your back again. Jin was much closer to your in this position and it felt so good. He was hitting all the perfect spots inside of you and you almost cried from the pleasure he was giving you.

"Me too, Jagi," he panted, starting to pick up his pace. You cried out in ecstasy as Jin started pounding into you at an alarming rate. Your walls started tightening around his member and Jin couldn't hang on anymore and neither could you. You reached you and brought your lips to his as you rode out your climax. Jin bucked into your desperately as he sought his own release.

Scorching heat filled your stomach as Jin came. You shivered at the warmth that flooded you. Jin collapsed into your shoulder, panting and shaking with the aftermath.

Your eyelids felt heavy and you started drifting to sleep.

You felt Jin pull out of you and a slight shock went through your system.

"I'm so sorry, Jagi,"

-_-_-_-_-

Your eyes peeled open as the sunlight came through your curtains. You sat up in a rush and noticed that Jin wasn't next to you. Panic came over your senses and you flew out of the bed without a second thought.

Last nights activities rushed through your head and you looked down to find yourself in new clothes. You also smelt really nice...

Did he bathe you?

"Jin?!" you shouted out, running around like a mad woman looking for him.

Where could he have gone? Jin wasn't the kind of person to leave you alone when you weren't feeling well.

Unless of course you locked him out.

"Jin! Jin where are you!? Jin-oppa!" you shouted out the honorific, hoping that it would sway him out of hiding.

You noticed a piece of paper sitting under a plate of breakfast that was sat in the kitchen. You approached it as if it could bite you at any moment. The crisp clean hand writing had to be Jin's. You picked up the note with shaky hands and read what it said...

Jagi,

I'm sorry to leave a note like this, but there's no way I could face you after what I did. I feel so ashamed of myself... I promised I would never take advantage of you. I would never cross that line with you, but I did... Even if you don't regret it, please forget about it. It was a mistake and I shouldn't have done that to you...

You mean so much to me, which is why as much as it pains me, I have to let you go.

Forget about me, Jagi. Someone like me who takes advantage of drugged women shouldn't be around you. You're far too good for me and I hope that you find someone who will treat you right...

I wish I would've taken you out to dinner.

I wish our first kiss was under a pavilion in the moonlight.

I wish our first time was out of love, not lust.

I wish I would've told you how much I loved you before I went and messed everything up.

Goodbye, ____.

I love you, and I always will.

~ Kim Seokjin

Tears were pouring down your face.

That complete IDIOT!

Did he not know? Did he not see?!

You ran to your front door and threw your boots on, not even thinking to grab a jacket out in the cold. Your feet carried your down your stairs and out of the apartment building. You had to find him. You had to tell him.

The wind was cold as it bit at your exposed skin, but everything felt numb if you didn't have him. He was all you wanted. He was all you needed. If you could have him, you didn't care what happened to you, as long as he was there with you. Everyone was glancing at you as if you were a mad women, but they didn't matter.

All that mattered was him.

You ran furiously through the streets and down the alleyways that were infested with a bunch of things that you cared not to notice. You ran until your legs ached and your lungs burned, but you couldn't give up now. Not when you were so close.

Finally you made it to Jin's apartment building. You ran inside and were greeted by the lobby man Yoongi.

"Yoongi," you panted, practically falling onto the ground in front of the desk. He got up and helped you stand as he gave you a glass of water.

"Why did you run in here like a bat out of hell without any winter clothes on? Are you just asking for hypothermia or what?" he asked, throwing a jacket over your shoulders as you shivered.

"D-Did Jin c-come here at-t all t-t-oday?" you stuttered out. He sighed and nodded.

"Yeah, he looked pretty rough. Do you know what happened to him?" he asked, sitting down in his chair. But before he could warm up some coffee for you, you were off again, not even bothering to wait for the elevator. "W-wait! ____! What's going on!?"

You could barely hear his voice as you took the stairs two at a time, shivering all the way. Tears were pouring down your face as you finally made it to Jin's apartment. You mustered all the courage you had and knocked firmly on the door three times.

There was shuffling behind the door and soon Jin was opening the door. He didn't look much better than you. His eyes were red from crying and his hair was sticking up in odd places. Before he could shut the door in your face you hauled off and slapped him across the face.

Hard.

He stood there in silence and held his cheek.

"You... C-Complete IDIOT!" you screamed. Jin remained motionless. "Do you have any idea what that fucking note did to me?!" you sobbed.

"____-" you cut him off.

"Don't. Not until I'm done," you said sternly. Jin nodded and kept his head hung low. "You think that you took advantage of me? A girl who's been in love with you for years?! I'm the one who isn't good for you Seokjin! I'm absolute shit! I have no fucking idea what I'm doing with my life! I don't know what I want to be or who I want to be, but I know one thing for damned sure. That I want to be with you. Even though I'm not good enough for you! You help so many people and I just sit on my ass all day and go to work and try to keep my head above water. You go out and make a fucking difference. And I love you so much for that! You want to see the best in people, even if it's barely there! You did not take advantage of me Kim Seokjin. I have wanted you for so long, and I finally had you. We finally got to be together in a way I have wanted for years. Then when I wake up in the morning, you're gone and all I get is a fucking note? You don't have the heart to face me after what we did? I'm more hurt over the fact that I woke up alone after I gave everything I had to you. You didn't take it Jin, it was given. Any part of me is yours, if you want me. Always," you breathed, feeling the tears flowing freely.

Jin looked at you with a shocked expression.

"J-Jagi, you love me too?" he asked. You nodded and sniffled, wiping your eyes.

"I love you so much, Jin," you whimpered.

Soon you were enveloped in a warm embrace. Jin held onto your shaking form as the two of you clung to each other for dear life. Fearing, that, if you let go for a single moment you would wake up. It would be a dream and the two of you would be alone once again.

Jin kissed your head soothingly, rubbing your back in calming circles. You cried into his neck as he shed tears of his own.

Finally, the two of you had enough courage to pull away from each other. Jin wiped your tears away and planted a sweet kiss to your lips.

"I love you so much, Jagiya, and I'm so sorry that I left you alone," he said, holding your face in his hands.

"I love you too Jin-oppa," you giggled before launching forward and sealing your lips together in an endearing kiss.

Out of Work

Hello everyone! It’s been a while!

So sorry about that. 

Anyways I’m back on the rack and ovula-

We’re not going to go there. But anyways enjoy some Jimin smut. 

DON’T OWN THE GIF!

I don't know if I can go through with this," you murmured to your agent as you sat in the  dressing room.

"Well, it's not too late to call this off. But, Jimin is one of the best pornstars in the industry and it would be good for you to work with him. He's worked with a lot of people and you would do well to keep up appearances here," she said, rubbing your shoulders.

The nerves were stemming from the fact that you were so new to the industry and that Jimin had a reputation that was nothing short of incredible. All of the women that had the pleasure of fucking him said that they came probably three or four times.

"Well, he wants to meet you, so... If you don't want to go through with this after you meet him I'm certainly not going to make you. It's all up to you dear. I'll see you afterwards," your agent said before leaving the room.

You had only been in three adult movies before and they were kind of shit. The guy wasn't that great and the people you were working with weren't the nicest.

Your agent decided that you were made for the higher up in production value movies. That were actual movies. You managed to snag the main role in this film and it was your first day on set.

The character you were portraying was the young apprentice of a very power wizard. You are in love with him and want to get him to have sex with you. Your character brews a potion and gives it to him in a drink and suddenly he fucks you.

If you were being honest, you were getting wet just thinking about Jimin.

He was well known and you had been dying to work with him... But.

You were very new to the industry and you didn't want to disappoint him. God forbid he get flaccid in the middle of a take.

Also, having sex in front of a camera still made you a little nervous.

You were insecure about your body and had all of the insecurities that most women did. You were worried about your weight and the way that you looked when you left the house.

A knock on the door shook you out of your thoughts.

"Come in!" you shouted, looking towards the door.

You stared in amazement as Jimin walked through the door with a beautiful smile on his face.

"Hey! You're ___, right? It's so great to meet you!" he said walking over and offering you an embrace like you were an old friend. You stepped into his arms hesitantly, but gave him a timid little hug.

Once he pulled away he chuckled.

"W-what?" you asked, curious as to why he was laughing.

"Oh, sorry. It's just, I can see why they picked you for the role. You're so shy, and so is your character. But, I just wanted to come in and ask for a safe word and things that are off limits," he said, sitting down.

You chewed on your lip and nodded, sitting down as well.

"Uh... Thank you. And, um, no degrading language other than what is scripted. Being called a slut and a whore don't turn me on at all... No anal... Biting is fine and encouraged. Blood play is fine also. Finishing inside is also fine, seeing as how it's scripted. Also, no choking please," you said, listing all of your normal rules.

Jimin was listening intently the whole time.

After you were done he gave a nod.

"So, no degrading language other than what's scripted. No anal. But biting is something you like," he winked after that, sending a rush of heat through your body. "As well as blood play, something not a lot of people are into, interesting kink. And finishing is scripted inside but if you aren't on any kind of contraceptive then I'm pulling out. And no choking. That's not something I like either. Hurting other's isn't really my thing. But, thanks for sharing all of that! I feel like I know you a little better know as well," he gave another adorable smile.

He was way too cute to be in the adult film industry.

"I-Is there anything you don't want me to do? Consent goes both ways," you stated, looking up from your knees.

"Ah, so kind of you to ask. Um, just don't try to stick anything up my ass and I think we'll be fine... Also, no teeth on the blow job part please? But, that's kind of a universal isn't it? But you didn't tell me your safe word," he pointed out.

"Oh! It's stop with three taps from my hand," you said, giving him the information he wanted.

"Stop with three taps. I'll make sure that you won't have to use it," he gave another smile and you were wondering how much pain he would put you through before the pleasure would arrive.

Seriously, those smiles were killing you inside.

"Do you have a safe word?" you asked, wanting to make sure he had the right to stop if he wanted to.

"End. Simple enough. Although, I haven't had to use mine yet, have you?" he asked, getting comfortable in the chair across from you.

"Yeah, a few times. People in the cheaper movies are way rougher than necessary," you commented, rubbing your elbows.

Jimin got a look of anger on his face. "That's ridiculous. Just because the funding is less doesn't mean that you deserve to get treated like a piece of meat, what the hell happened?" he questioned, seeming to want to know more.

"Uh, well... He ignored my choking rule, so we had to stop. We didn't finish filming because I wasn't comfortable enough to continue," you said, trying hard not to let the bad memory affect you.

"That fuckhead, you better not give me his information cause I'll royally screw that guy over," he growled.

You'd never seen someone so angry about the situation before... Your parents had passed on and you didn't have any siblings. It makes working in an adult industry much easier. Seeing as how you didn't have to face anyone about working in it.

"Honestly, I just try to leave it behind me. I trust you, so, let's do a good job today. Yeah?"

You offered your hand for him to shake and he took it, before leaning down and kissing your hand gently. Heat rushed to your cheeks and Jimin smiled brightly.

"You're so cute. Just a kiss on the hand and you're blushing. So sweet. I can't wait to do our scene today."

And with a mysterious look, Jimin got up out of the chair and left the room.

You were drenched in your panties and he didn't even kiss you or anything. His hands were strong and his arms looked incredible. His lips were so plush and everything about him seemed to lure you in.

A few minutes later your agent wandered in the door. You looked up at her and she was staring at you with a look on her face.

"You want to do it now?" she asked, raising her eyebrow.

You nodded hesitantly and gave her a sheepish smile.

"Uh, he's really nice. I think we'll do really well together," you said, trying to avoid the tutting that was sure to follow.

"I told you. He's the best, and he's the best for a reason. His charisma is unmatched. His sex appeal is through the roof and the ladies love him. But, the goal is for the men to love you. You need to make sure that you affect him just as much as he affects you. Remember the audience," she stated.

Another knock at the door rang through the room. You and your agent looked up and saw the director standing there.

"Hello ladies! It's time for us to get started! Are you ready?" he asked, placing his hand on his hip.

You nodded and stood up, fixing your robes and such to fall correctly. He gave you a smile and ushered you out the door to the set.

-_-_-_-_-

It was hot under the lights and you and Jimin had been filming the actual movie portions all day.

Right now, you were giving him the potion that was supposed to make him want to fuck you.

You poured the water in a glass of grape soda. Jimin was reading some books with glasses on in such a way that was dangerous to your heart. He looked so serious sitting there.

"Ah, thank you. You can set that right here," he said, gesturing to his desk. The desk you were going to be bent over in a few minutes. You did as you were told and put the glass on the table.

As Jimin drank the drink you sat down in the chair sitting opposite the desk. He finished the drink and set the glass down.

Suddenly, Jimin started getting flustered. You knew that it was going to be time soon.

"Alright and cut! Jimin go get yourself hard and come back," the director said. Jimin nodded and walked out of the room. "Do you need anything, ___? Water or something like that? Lube?" he asked, looking genuinely concerned for your well being.

"No, I'm alright," you smiled.

Jimin came back a few minutes later with an obvious tent in his boxers. You swallowed hard and tried to fight back the blush that threatened to rise up on your cheeks.

"Alright, we'll stop after the blow job. Improv from you to as long as it goes within the script parameters. Audio running. Standing by. ACTION!" he shouted.

You watched as Jimin shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

"Um... sir? Are you alright?" you asked, following the script for as long as you could.

"Don't call me sir, it makes me think some inappropriate things about my apprentice..."

You flushed pink and bit your lip seductively.

"W-what if I said that I was alright with you thinking inappropriately about me?" you asked. Jimin's head snapped up and he looked at you with dilated pupils. You pushed his books off his desk and crawled up on the table and straddled him.

Jimin wrapped his arms around your waist and gave you a nervous look.

"I can't do this... You're my apprentice, this is wrong," he breathed, running his hands over your body. You took his hand and placed it on your breast, gaining confidence as you felt his erection pressing into your thigh.

"It's not wrong if we don't tell anyone... I won't say anything. If you promise not to say anything, then we'll be safe. I need you so bad sir. Please, fuck me," you whimpered, rubbing your center against his. Jimin let out a strangled moan.

Without much else of a warning, Jimin was stood up. You squealed lightly and clung onto him so you didn't fall and ruin the take. Jimin wrapped an arm around you, securing you in place. The sound of books falling to the floor startled you, although you remained in character.

The wood pressed into your back as Jimin set you down on the desk. You reached forward and connected your lips to his in a shy kiss. He was eager to respond, mashing his lips with yours in a seductive manner.

No wonder women couldn't get enough of him. If you had full time access to his lips, you'd probably be in heaven.

His lips wandered down your throat and to your chest. Jimin pulled at the outfit and managed to pull the robe off of your body. The lingerie piece that had been selected sat delicately on your frame. Jimin swallowed hard and you relished in the fact that you had that effect on him. Either that or he was an exceptional actor.

You watched his eyes dilate in lust and desire as his lips reconnected to your flesh. He kissed down your stomach and made it to your panties. You knew you were drenched, but he stilled looked up in surprise.

"You're so wet..."

A flush of red went through your cheeks. Jimin was staring unabashedly at your center with longing.

"Y-you'd better do something about it," you whispered.

Jimin seemed to come out of his daze and attached his mouth to your core. A startled moan escaped you as you felt pleasure rip through your center. His lips were so plump and hot against you that you could hardly speak.

Even with your panties on it felt incredible. You could hardly wait for when all of his clothes came off as well.

"Take my panties off sir, I want to feel your mouth on me. Please sir, I can't wait," you whined, tugging on the sleeves of his robes. Jimin smiled at your eagerness and complied with your demands.

You watched as he slowly dragged the intricate material down your legs and onto the floor. He touched your legs and looked at you for confirmation to continue. You parted your legs and watched as he took in what lay between your thighs.

You'd never seen such a good actor. He was so entranced by you. You were drenched and in desperate need of sorting out and Jimin was rock hard against his thigh. It was so painful and he needed to get off, but you came first in his mind.

His lips came down on your center and you managed a strangled moan. His mouth was so hot and he was obviously talented in this particular area of sex. You cried out as his tongue swirled around your bundle of nerves and sneakily dipped into your sex for a moment. Jimin's hands rubbed up your hips and wrapped around your thighs to keep you in place.

"Mmm, you taste amazing... How have I kept my hands off of you for this long? I deserve a reward," he mumbled into your core.

"You're getting it right now," you whipped back. Jimin cocked an eyebrow at you and seemed entertained by your remark.

"And I intend to enjoy every moment of it," he said, pulling away from your sex. You keened in annoyance. Jimin simply smiled at your whining and pulled his robe over his head.

Oh sweet fuck...

Was that ever an incredible sight.

You watched in amazement as his stomach flexed and his arms were revealed to you. He was ripped. You could hardly believe that this was the same guy who was giving you adorable smiles in the dressing room as you chatted.

His boxers didn't stand a chance against you. Without much more hesitation you lunged forward and yanked his underwear down and your hand was on his cock within an instant. Jimin let out a delicious little moan that you got on your knees and swallowed as you latched your lips onto his.

He wrapped his arms around your waist and groaned in pleasure as you ran your hand over his throbbing length. You could feel him bucking into your palm as you made out on the desk. Everyone in the room was dead silent and the only thing you could hear were the fans that were going to keep your cool and the sound of Jimin and you making out.

Finally, Jimin pulled his mouth away from yours. Not before biting down on your lip and pulling. You moaned and gripped onto his shoulder. He smirked and grabbed your hand on his cock.

"I know something that would be better than your hand on my cock, baby," he said. You nodded and got down on your hands and knees.

It didn't take another word between the two of you before your mouth was enveloping his dick. Jimin let out a low groan and pulled your hair away from your face. He wanted to watch every little motion you did. Every wince from his cock being too big for your mouth. Every choke as you tried to take more and more of him in your gorgeous mouth.

You hummed on his cock and watched as his knees trembled ever so slightly. His back arched a bit and shoved more of his length into your mouth. You gagged and your eyes watered and Jimin backed off, letting you breath for a moment. He even went as far as to clean the spit off of your mouth before easing his length back in.

Eventually the crew gave you two the go ahead and Jimin pulled his cock out of your mouth.

"And cut for the beginning portions! Lets fix her make-up a big and Jimin keep yourself up. Set the blanket in the shot so we can see it."

The director kept going on about what he wanted and where it was. Jimin was still hard as fuck and you couldn't keep your eyes off of him.

Your make-up woman came over and fixed your running mascara.

Once everything was touched up, Jimin came back over and picked you up in his arms. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kept yourself in an appealing position.

Everyone got into place and set up for the remainder of the shoot.

"Alright. No more stopping until we get the finish inside. Audio rolling. Camera rolling, standby... ACTION!"

Jimin grabbed the blanket on the shelf and threw it on the table, while still managing to hang onto you. After he adjusted the blanket he set you on your back and walked in between your legs.

"Is this really alright? I don't want to do anything you don't want to do," he said. You nodded and pulled him in for a kiss. It wasn't scripted, but you honestly couldn't pull yourself away from his lips.

He took it as your consent and started running his fingers over your lower lips, spreading your wetness all over your womanhood.

"Please hurry sir, I need you," you whimpered, gripping onto his shoulder.

Jimin nodded and pumped himself a few more times before pushing inside of you. You groaned at his size and length as he slowly eased inside of you. Jimin groaned and gasped as you clenched and adjusted around him.

"Jesus Christ you're so tight. How could you be so tight around me, baby?" he asked, licking his lips as they dried. You bit your lip and tried to think of something to say back, but all you could do was moan.

Jimin didn't seem to mind as he started to ease back and work himself into you. His dick was incredible inside of you. He was brushing against your G-spot immediately. You cried out and and arched your back into him.

Finally, you felt Jimin's hips meeting yours.

"Oh fuck... You alright? Because I need a minute," he whispered as he bit into your neck. You moaned and wrapped your arms around his neck and played with the bottom of his hairline and kissed his jaw.

"I'm okay," you whispered.

After a few moments Jimin started moving his hips in shallow thrusts. You cried out in shock and covered it as a moan of pleasure. There was slight pain at the adjustments but otherwise it felt incredible.

He knew what he was doing, that was for damn sure. Every little movement of his hips felt so good as he worked himself in and out of your tight heat. Jimin was becoming wrecked very quickly, although you had heard things about his stamina.

Was this just an act?  

You weren't sure.

All you knew is that he felt amazing and you could feel the startings of our orgasm approaching quickly.

After a while, Jimin seemed to get tired of the position you were in. The director nodded and the two of you changed it up.

Jimin had you get on your hands and knees and he entered you from behind. He felt much larger inside of you than he did before and he was hitting spots that you didn't even know existed.

Another thing that was turning you on was how much Jimin was playing to your kinks.

He would bite your shoulder and your neck, giving you that twinge of pain that made excitement pool in your stomach.

He was so large inside of you that you felt he was going to ruin you, but you didn't particularly care at this point. It felt too good for you to care about anything but him.

You didn't even know that you were filming anymore. All you cared about was the pleasure you were experiencing and the pleasure that Jimin was receiving from you as well.

Where were you?

Who were you?

Did it matter?

Did anything but you and him matter at this point?

Jimin seemed to be thinking similar things as he picked up the pace behind you.

"God you feel so good, I can't resist you any longer... I-I need you to be mine," he groaned.

The lewd sound of skin smacking on skin filled the room as you cried out your pleasure.

"I want to be yours! Make me yours sir!" you cried out, trying desperately to remember any parts of the script guidelines to talk about.

"I'm gonna cum baby, where do you want it?" he asked, even though it was already predetermined.

"Inside, cum inside me, please," you pleaded, running your nails across the desk you were set on.

Jimin kissed your back, before giving it a stingy little nip. You gasped as he did so.

Suddenly, he started pounding into you at an alarming rate. He was going so hard you thought he was going to fuck you off the table. But you didn't particularly mind that fact, it would be a work related injury anyways.

What a trip to the doctor's office that would be.

To snap you out of your humorous thoughts Jimin smacked into your pussy harshly. Your elbows collapsed and you fell against the table with a groan. Jimin was startled, but gripped onto your ass and started going even harder than he was before.

You could feel the pressure rising, getting closer to snapping. Jimin reached around the two of you and pressed his fingers into your clit, giving you that extra bit of pleasure to fall over the edge.

You cried out and started shaking and clenching around him.

"Fuck baby," he croaked out. You felt hot warmth splashing inside of you.

You shook with pleasure and collapsed on the table once Jimin pulled out of you.

After a few moments the crew started cleaning up and you were given a wash cloth. Jimin walked over with a serious look on his face.

What was wrong?

Did you do something wrong?

You didn't hear his safe word!

"You're going to be out of a job," he said.

Your stomach dropped and you didn't know what to do.

Just as you were about to burst into tears, Jimin rushed forward and kissed you with such a fierceness that you hadn't expected.

"You're going to be out of a job because no one but me will be fucking you ever again."

Out of Work

Hello everyone! It’s been a while!

So sorry about that. 

Anyways I’m back on the rack and ovula-

We’re not going to go there. But anyways enjoy some Jimin smut. 

DON’T OWN THE GIF!

I don’t know if I can go through with this,“ you murmured to your agent as you sat in the  dressing room.

"Well, it’s not too late to call this off. But, Jimin is one of the best pornstars in the industry and it would be good for you to work with him. He’s worked with a lot of people and you would do well to keep up appearances here,” she said, rubbing your shoulders.

The nerves were stemming from the fact that you were so new to the industry and that Jimin had a reputation that was nothing short of incredible. All of the women that had the pleasure of fucking him said that they came probably three or four times.

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