⤞ Punishment via Sex Toy Use & Edging & Bound by Scarves
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You hadn’t meant to flirt with Namjoon, on the contrary you were just super into the conversation you were having with him. But Jungkook’s jealousy got the best of him seeing you with his hyung like that. He sometimes worried that Namjoon-hyung would sweep you off your feet and steal you away from him; your penchant for intellectual conversations with his older hyungs often made him feel like he wasn’t fulfilling you in all the ways you needed. But your needy pleas for him calmed that side of him, solidifying you were his. Only his.
“Please Jung-k-kook, can I cum?” You asked, trying your best to cutely pout at him. It was hard, you were strewn wantonly across his bed, arms tied above your head with a scarf and legs open with a purple sex toy lodged into your dripping entrance. He rolled his eyes, looking away from where he was perched on an ottoman in the room, fake-watching the soccer game his Yoongi-hyung had told him was on tonight. Your composure slipped as he increased the speed of the remote-operated vibrator, causing you to let out a whiny moan. He loved that sound.
Jungkook stood up and stalked over to you, taking in your panting form.
“Oh, princess wants to cum?” he queried, watching you writhe on the bed, hoping to come to your climax, but knowing it wasn’t enough.
You nodded, eyes begging him to stop teasing you as he leaned down, tongue laving your exposed neck before he suckled the tender spot beneath your ear.
“I rather enjoy watching you like this, begging for it.” You made to glare at him, but he pressed another button which initiated the clit suction action of the toy. Your back bowed off the bed as his fingers trailed down your body, swirling around your aroused nipple before gliding gently down your side as he brought his face close to yours. You took in the unique structure of his face; the scar on his cheek, the small mole under his lip that you loved to kiss along with the one on the opposite cheek. His deep eyes warm with desire half closed as he hovered his lips over yours, taunting you with his even breaths puffing air onto yours. You strained against the scarf, wanting so badly to pull him to you and connect those lips to yours, taste him with your tongue, hold his firm body close to yours and grind on him… his hair tickled your forehead and you whined again, pleas tumbling off of your lips as you tried to get him to succumb to you.
“Oh yes, I love that sound princess… I think I’m gonna leave you like this a bit longer...”
Jeon Jeongguk is not jealous of a puppy.
Why in the world he would be jealous of one? It’s ridiculous.
He stares back at the tiny fluff ball on the elder’s hands.
Well, maybe just a little.
But, in his defense, who wouldn’t be jealous when you have the chance of being pampered by Kim Taehyung every day?
Or, Jeongguk really wants to feel what’s to be like Yeontan for one day… consequences are showing.
