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At 31, Yoongi's life consists of 3 things: a job he hates, little sleep, and lame sex from a boring fuck buddy. He figures that's all he'll ever have, until a new supervisor named Taehyung gets hired onto his team, with a mysterious side job and an immediate interest in Yoongi.
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“Get on your knees, since apparently it’s a position you’re familiar with.”
The sinister smirk curving at his lips caused Yoongi to gulp nervously as Taehyung’s silky voice dropped an octave lower.
“And if you’re not yet, you'll get used to it."
Yoongi hates Jin, Jin hates Yoongi right back, and their friends just want some goddamn peace and quiet
They also want Yoongi and Jin to finally fuck it out already, but that's besides the point
(Explicit ♥ college/university au ♥ academic rivals ♥ smut, fluff)
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I'm with you
A flesh-eating, brain rotting disease has infected every corner of the planet. Towns are abandoned, cities up in flames, and finding others who have not been contaminated is practically unimaginable.
With no electricity, sparse food and dwindling hope, Yoongi and Jin only have each other. But that's all they need to keep going.
(Explicit ♥ apocalypse au ♥ best friends to lovers ♥ smut, fluff, angst)
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You're my baby
When Yoongi gets a little pouty over how much Jin coddles the other members, it's up to Jin to remind Yoongi just how much he takes care of him
(Explicit ♥ canon au ♥ established relationship/boyfriends yoonjin ♥ smut, fluff)
Summary: All of Min Yoongi’s partners never knew what he truly wanted. Too scared to tell them to their face, he decides to just invest into a professional. He didn’t know you were exactly what he was looking for.
Pairing: Min Yoongi X Reader
-> Genre: Yoongi x Dominatrix!reader, Smut
-> Warnings for this chapter: Breath play, handjob, Yoongi gets a little manhandle-y, semi-public stuff (briefly), masochist Yoongi, edging (m), aftercare
-> Word Count: 4,400+
A/N: After months of being in a stump, I’m FINALLY back!! Thanks for waiting and enjoy :D
Chapter 4: Maroon
Taking a break has never felt so stressful before. You sit down, an extended sigh resting hot on your lips and you feel the faux leather clinging to your thighs. With it getting hotter and hotter outside, humidity enters your older apartment through cracks in the balcony doors and no matter how often you shower, you can’t seem to get the sticky feeling off of you.
“Maybe we should eat something cold.” Mi-na interrupts your thoughts.
You lean forward and place your elbows on your kitchen island, marble feeling nice and cool on your skin. Kyung Mi-na has been your best friend ever since your shared second year of college where she became your new roommate. A cute 5’2 with pretty black hair and an even amber complexion. No one would think she had the same job as you considering her sweet appearance but she was the one who had gotten you into BDSM.
Your fingers feel around the plastic-y texture of the stool, a deep maroon color. It jogs your memory to check your bathtub later.
“What are you in the mood for, hm? Eggs? A muffin?” She opens your off-white fridge and rummages through it. There really isn’t much in there but you can see she’s smiling ear to ear, tapping her fingers on the fridge door and standing on the tips of her toes. You often wonder why she’s always in a good mood but you suppose you don’t always need a reason to be happy. Maybe she’s feeling content because nothing wrong has happened. Right now, at 9 in the morning, you want to complain and then stew in your pot of thoughts. You have a meeting planned with Yoongi and you have no idea what should be on the agenda. Of course you have a great variety of ideas but not specifically for someone who’s more of a beginner like Yoongi. You even think you went a little hardcore on him in your most recent session.
“Can I just get some tea for now?” You finally reply.
Mi-na tilts her head but turns around to turn on the electric kettle. “What’s on your mind?”
Of course you can never keep anything away from her. She majored in psychology and she was always the top of her class.
She’s subtly shaking her hips to the blasting music of an apartment down the hall. You gave up on trying to complain about them for a while now.
You’re distracted from the task at hand.
“Well, remember I was talking about my new client?”
She nods, “The one you said you were worried about because he was a total beginner? I told you that you should have just offered me. I know you’re uncomfortable with beginners.”
“Based on what he filled out on the form, I was fully expecting him to have experience. You should’ve seen him, Mi-na. He doesn’t look submissive in the slightest. I thought he was joking at first.”
Mi-na scoffed, “There goes you and your drawing to conclusions. So, what’s the issue?”
“I don’t know where to go from here to be fully honest.” And then you tell her what you HAVE done, assuming she can work from there.
She takes out a cup from your cabinet and pours out hot water, plopping a teabag in it and looks you in your eyes. “Hm…why don’t you touch him properly? Beginners feel better when something more familiar is implemented in play. I’m sure you can work your way from there, you know. I think that once you are both comfortable, you can start implementing the things you like to do like shibari, general bondage, sensory deprivation, edging, all of that.”
You nod. Of course. You have to be the more confident one in this relationship. After all, he is the one paying you for it.
“So what made him stand out?”
“What do you mean?” You reply, eyebrows knitting.
She lets out a short laugh, “C’mon. You never talk to me about your clients. I was a bit surprised by how much you talked about and described this new guy.”
“Like I said, you have to see him to understand where I’m from. He’s this guy with a composed look, stylish, tattoos all down his arms–”
“So? You’ve had hardcore bikers and models under you. What makes him different?”
You gnaw on the inside of your cheek. You knew exactly what made him different. You just don’t want to admit it to Mi-na just yet. Instead, you’re fiddling with the tail end of your tea bag, watching the water turn into a deeper red color.
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When Mi-na leaves, you make your way to your bathtub. Walking into there is a bit of a pain nowadays since water covers the tiled floor and you’ve constantly found yourself too sluggish to lay a bunch of towels down. There, plunge your hands into the dark red water of the tub. You pull out the bunch of ropes you had just bought, feeling the texture on your fingers and then you drain the water, rinsing out the excess dye. You pull it out of the tub finally, the water making it a bit heavier and then you loosely coiled it on a specially made drying rack.
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Then, here you were, standing in your closet and deciding what heels would be best for tonight. Something more comfortable or something more sexy? Why is this something you’ve been deciding on for as long as you have? You barely have an hour left and you’re thinking so critically about which shoe to wear on your next meeting. Something tells you that you need to keep your mind on what’s important: Keeping Min Yoongi satisfied.
So you pick a simple pair of black heels with comfortable soles and make your way out your front door.
When you arrive at the restaurant, you arrive 10 minutes earlier than you should be. You tell the host about your specific and private reservation. This is a place more familiar with your line of work and more specifically, in a collaboration with the company you work under. So, it’s no surprise when you’re led to a luxurious booth covered with maroon velvet seats and with foldable panels, separating you from the rest of the public. Here, there’s menus with small and fancy writing and no price next to the variety. There’s cherry blossoms decorating the walls and a dim but warm light hanging from the top.
You’re sitting close to the kitchen so you can smell all different varieties of aromas from food that vary from pasta to creamy sauces. You haven’t been here in a long time so you were looking forward to this.
Speaking of looking forward to something, that’s when Yoongi takes the corner and sees you sitting there with crossed legs and the small wave of your manicured nails. He takes a seat at the booth across from you, looking how he always does: calm and collected.
“I’m glad you found the place alright. I know the further you get to the back, the harder it is to navigate. The host and hostess often don’t come back here...” You start, trailing off. You’re looking at him with a piercing stare because he looks good enough to eat. His sleeves are rolled up and one button is down in a normal, white button-up shirt. His belt really shows his hips and his suit pants make his legs look nice and slender. Did he dress up just for you? You clear your throat. “How have you been?”
When you look closer, you can see the shade of Yoongi’s ears turn a nice pink and it sparks up your confidence. “I’ve been fine. Just a long day…So…” and he mutters something you can’t hear. It’s obviously aimed towards you by the way he meets your eyes but you can’t quite hear him.
“Speak up?”
“I asked…what’s on the agenda for today?”
“After dinner, we’re heading to your place but after that, it’s a surprise. You like surprises don’t you?”
He lets out a scoff, “I do but it takes a lot to surprise me.”
“Humor me.” You pick up the menu. “I’m paying so choose whatever you’d like.”
His lips twitch a bit, “Aren’t I paying you? Why are you paying?”
You hush him.
You choose one of your favorite things from the menu and as he’s ordering, you pretend to accidentally slide your foot up his leg. He does spring up a bit but he keeps his expression flat. You mutter an apology but don’t bother to try to hide the small smile that creeps up your lips. The waiter seems submerged in every word Yoongi communicates to him. You look back at your menu but in the corner of your eye, you can see his eyes flicker down to your foot that is a bit too close to his side of the table. He doesn’t acknowledge it outloud but his gaze lingers and then he shifts his weight from one leg to the other before finishing his order. Once the waiter leaves, Yoongi places his elbows on the table with raised brows.
“You gonna try anything else here?” He asks. His lips quirk up just for a moment.
“You should take your elbows off the table. That isn’t very proper.”
Instead of answering his actual question, you offer him a small smirk. Your heel is nudging his leg playfully. There’s an anticipation between you two. The sexual tension is becoming thick and as you reach over and grab his hand in yours, you can feel the goosebumps raise on him. He’s nervous when his mind is submerged in possibilities of what your surprise may be and you can read him like a book, even when he’s just giving you a blank expression.
Your fingers interlock on the table and you think about your first impression of him. He’s looking at you and slowly, you can tell he’s cracking. He takes a deep breath as tension grows and you slide your foot up until it’s resting on his knee. Then it goes back down to the carpeted floor. You want to tease him more. As your foot retreats, his eyes glaze over. Your foot returns to the floor and his gaze snaps back to yours, while you start up a new conversation and you can see the slightest hint of disappointment in his expression. He quickly masks it, however, and clears his throat.
“I think you’re easily surprised. You just choose not to show it to many but…I believe I can wrap you around my fingers.” You say, taking a sip of water.
The waiter returns with a basket of bread and a small dish full of seasoned olive oil for dipping. He leaves quickly after. Yoongi keeps his eyes on you. When he goes for a piece of bread, that’s when you decide to move your leg up until it’s at his inner thigh. His hand stops in mid-air as your foot drags up until it’s touching his crotch.
“What am I feeling here, hm?”
He swallows hard, his eyes widening slightly as he feels your foot against him. He tries to steady his shaking fingers. "I…uhm…I don't know what you mean."
You press harder and he can’t help the breathy sigh he releases from the sudden pressure. He pushes himself closer.
“I think you do. I think you have been anticipating something.” Your smile is kind but your tone is sultry, low. He’s having this conflict in his mind between keeping up his facade to keep cool or to give in and beg you to stop your torture. He thinks he can last longer but he’s burning up so he pops open a button.
Watching him attempt to compose himself is more fun than you expected it to be. His heart even jumps out of his chest when the waiter comes back with your food. That’s when your foot starts moving and he’s feeling so much that he’s getting lightheaded.
“Maybe we should get this to go? You look a bit tired, Yoongi.”
He presses his lips together. "I'm fine," he manages to say, his voice strained. You can see the vein on his neck popping with the effort of keeping himself under control. It doesn’t last long because as soon as the waiter walks away and there’s steaming plates of food in your faces, he’s holding your hand tighter. “Please?”
You raise your eyebrows and have to clench your legs closed, “I don’t know what you mean?” You echo his words back at him.
“You’re mean.” You can see the way the side of his lips quirk up into a smirk. “Okay, I think we should go.”
So you do. Your untouched food goes in boxes and you send your regards to the owner of the restaurant. When you make it back to Yoongi’s place, you can tell he’s nervous by the way his hands tremble when he brings out his keys to open the door. You lay your hand on his and help steady him. It’s when you start laying light kisses on his neck that he goes weak under your touch. You feel as if you’re sucking his energy from the way he lets out this deep exhale.
The door turns open and he stumbles in with you. His jacket is off and on the floor before you even make it to the living room. His breathes out in short and shallow gasps. His hands make their way in your hair when you find a particular part that gets him rowdy and suck on it. His back meets the couch and his knees buckle.
He gets confused you don’t come down with him. You don’t bother to fix your hair but you take off your own jacket slowly and get his remote from the coffee table.
“What should we watch…?” You’re acting as if nothing happened just a couple of seconds ago and as if he’s not half hard in his pants.
He whimpers your name to get your attention. You turn to look at him and sit down right beside him. Just by the way you look at him, he know you’re not going to give in until he does first and if there’s anything Yoongi is confident about, it’s his stubbornness. So he gives you a movie recommendation and then you lean back and watch it together.
However, as much as Yoongi wants to calm down, he can’t stop looking at you. You’re dressed like the goal was to tempt him and he’s wondering if this torture was his surprise. The movie begins, but Yoongi's eyes are not on the screen. He’s taking in every detail of your appearance. Your outfit, while it looks comfortable, leaves little to the imagination and Yoongi can't help but feel himself getting more and more worked up as the minutes pass by. He can’t stop shuffling by the time half an hour goes by.
His hand lands on your thigh to your surprise. “What do you think you’re doing?”
His lips are shut but his eyes are begging.
“That’s not exactly what I want and you know that…” You move his hand away with little regard for where it goes.
You look away but it’s quick when he takes hold of your waist. You’re on his lap almost immediately and you’re caught off guard for a just a moment.
“I thought we were going to watch a movie but you just can’t hold yourself back, hm? If you’re having so much trouble focusing, maybe we can do something else?” You guess he can win this time.
He stopped himself from eagerly nodding, “That would be nice…” He mumbles back.
You lean closer to him and grab his wrists, holding them together up above his head. While that hand is holding his arms away from touching you again, the other unzips his pants.
“Is this your surprise?” He lays his head back with a huff.
You pull out his cock, twitching in your palm. As you begin to stroke him, you start talking. “Let’s set some rules. I want you to last until I say you can. No touching and think about your behavior. I think that if you were more avid, I would be nicer.”
He finally lets out a full blown groan, the same sound reverberating down your body and all along your skin. For as long as he’s had this boner, he’s so sensitive.
“I don’t know how long I can l-last for.” He thrusts into your hand.
“C’mon playboy…” You let go of his arms and instead grip his jaw. The way you’re treating him has him submerged into what feels like paradise. He feels as if he’s been placed in a place where he does not have to think about anything but you and the way you skillfully make him feel. “You don’t last and there’s going to be an issue, understood?” Your voice is raised just a bit. He’s hesitant to admit that your voice turns him on in itself.
“Yes…” He replies with, hands lowering to take handfuls of his couch as you continue to stroke him at the same torturous pace.
“Yes, who?” Your grip tightens.
He moans out a blended mess of, “Yes mistress.”
You smirk at his response, “Better.” You’re pleased with his obedience so as a little reward, you lean close to his ear and the heat of your breath causes shivers to run down his body. If there’s anything that Yoongi has learned in your sessions, it’s that he’s definitely more submissive than he ever was dominant. He’s never felt so embarrassed about how he might cum soon if he doesn’t think of something else before and sure, pussy feels good but when he’s been edged for what feels like centuries, he gets desperate. He likes seeing how satistsfied you are, how much you feel from making him feel good.
You turn him to lay down on the couch just like how it was before when you discovered his seriously sensitive nipples. Only, this time, youre sitting on his face in a pencil skirt. Coming to a conclusion that he feels the most satistisfied when you are, it’s now a new torture to feel you stroking his cock while you’re needy and shuffling on his face. You gather saliva up in the cheeks of your mouth and spit a glop on your hand, using that to guide your hand in a more slick handjob.
His words and sounds are muffled under your skirt. His mind drifts off to when you made him cum before without even touching his dick.
“Hm?” You ask him, leaning off of his face for a moment.
“Can I…”
"Can you what?"
Yoongi swallows hard, his face flushed beneath your skirt. "Can I taste you?" He asks softly, pleading you for permission.
You think for a moment, considering his request. You know how wet you are right now but…“No. You can’t.”
“Please?” He’s getting whiny, out of his typical deadpan character.
Watching him beg only makes you want to get more mean, more cruel. You finally quicken your pace and instead of answering him with another denial, you sit back down on his face, only with more pressure and he’s damn near suffocating under it. All he can breathe in is the smell of your arousal and feel the limit of how much air his lungs can take. There’s some breathability when you open your legs but sometimes you shut them and practically suffocate him with your thighs. He’s way too into it and he twitches in your hand like crazy. It’s invigorating and pretty soon, he’s getting louder under your skirt. Every once in a while, you lift off of him to give him one big breath before he’s back.
So it’s a wonder with all the air you give him, why he grabs onto your hips when you explicitly told him not to.
You let go of his dick, wetly hitting his stomach and you lift yourself up again. There’s a mix of amusement and annoyance in your tone and even in your expression, “Didn’t I tell you not to touch me?” Your voice is cold and now, Yoongi can feel it. He can feel a slither of fear run down him and it does nothing but fuel his fantasies and increase his desire for you. He’s gotten himself enamered with you by now. If you react this way, he’s thinking that maybe he should do it more often; acting out and seeing how you punish him.
“‘M sorry…” He apologizes but any one would be able to tell that it was lackluster, pathetic.
So he admits he’s surprised when you land a slap on his dick. He thrusts up but is confused why. It burns at first but the shock of pleasure is addicting. His fingers are tingling and his brain is clouded. “Fuck–I’m sorry…” He says it again but it’s even weaker than the first one. It’s not on purpose though, he just can’t think straight anymore.
You slap it again and the moan he lets out is damn near angelic. If you weren’t wet before, you definitely are now and it threatens to soak through your skirt if it’s already through your underwear. “Oh…seems like you’re more of a masochist than I thought you were. You’re getting off to this, aren’t you?”
He shivers under your touch once you take his dick in your hand again. A mix of pleasure and pain courses through his body and before he can open his mouth and admit it, a moan comes out instead, gushing pre-cum as you slap it once more.
“I’m–I’m gonna cum.” And he says your name with such a shaky breath that you actually think he’s scared to cum.
“No, you aren’t.” You state matter-of-factly. “You’re gonna hold it for me and make up for your mistakes, aren’t you Min Yoongi?”
He whimpers but nods. There’s pressure building up in the pit of his stomach, the need to release almost unbearable but he doesn’t want to disobey you even more.
You lean back down so he can tell there’s new arousal, thick and heavier than before. “Good boy,” You whisper.
You can feel his chest vibrate at his groan. After multiple sessions, of course you could tell he liked praise and you found it amusing how much it affected him.
His words are muffled but he gets more and more despreate as you stroke him harder, tighter, faster. His tip is this bright and pretty shade of pink from your treatment. The last thing on your mind at this point is treating him kindly. It’s when you use your other hand to rub his tip that he really can’t stop moving. You watch and feel him squirm beneath you as you continue. Then you twist your torso and grab a handful of his hair, pulling him back slightly. The breath that touches your skin is quick and hot, chest heaving with every pant.
“That’s it, baby. Cum for me.”
His ears perk up and he lets out this long and low moan as you pull his hair and give him your final command. It’s like a switch flips in him as he bucks his hips and gets closer to your masterful touch. There’s sweat down his stomach as he trembles and rolls his eyes back.
You keep stroking him and nudge yourself off of his face. “Let go for me. Focus.”
You know he’s stuck at this moment and he just needs a little nudge. That’s what your words do to him and he finally bursts, cumming all over your hand and on his stomach. He’s heaving so hard that you go into aftercare mode immediately. When he’s done. You come off of him and hold his face in yours. Even when his forehead is sweaty, you press it to yours.
“Breathe…You did so good for me, Yoongi. So good.”
He’s almost completely limp in your hold but you can see his smile. He’s already starting to feel achey everywhere even when you just finished and that lets him know that he’s going to feel this even more in the morning. He only starts talking when his breath is nearly calm and he’s realizing how dirty he is. Sweat all over his body and he hadn’t taken off most of his clothes. There’s cum on his stomach and dried up tears on his cheeks. You’re flattered.
“Fucking hell…” He mumbled. He whinces as he hears how raspy his voice is.
You kiss his cheek, noticing a nice purple mark on his neck. “Did I go too hard on you?” You ask him, taking his safety into mind.
He laughs, “Honestly, if you keep doing things like that to me, I’m gonna fall in love with you.”
You both laugh. “Where’s your towels?”
He points to a closed door, “In the bathroom, in the closet next to the sink.”
So you make your way there. You find the closet and take out a rag but before you can close the closet, your eyes catch on a black box. Curiosity takes the best of you and you open it just for a peak inside.
You find a variety of women’s clothes. Cute turtle necks, skirts, knee-high socks, the works. Your jaw drops. This could mean so many things depending on which way you plan to look at this from.
When you come back to him, he’s completely calm but just uncomfortable. You bring a bowl of warm water and a rag and wipe him down, assuming he doesn’t want to make his way to the bathroom. He looks at you through it all and feels himself overwhelmed with a certain feeling. Maybe he’s just horny again but the silence is sweet and he doesn’t want to do anything but look at your face. His blinks are slow and eventually, he starts to feel really sleepy.
“I’m just gonna get you some new underwear and then we can make our way to your bed, okay?” You’re kinder with him now that he’s completely weak.
He feels a bit fresher and knows he’ll have to shower later tomorrow but he feels nice when you lay with him on his bed. You play with his hair with let him lay between your breasts, gentle in reflection to how you treated it before. When he falls asleep, you slowly move his arm from on your hip and make your way out of his home.
You’re chewing on your lips as your mind is busy with other thoughts. What was up with that black box?
Sumary: "Maybe the fact that you chose to wear a skirt to study with your boyfriend wasn't such a good idea."
Warnings: smut, cum in the pants, sub!male
Word count: 0.3k
Optional bias smut
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Maybe the fact that you chose to wear a skirt to study with your boyfriend wasn't a good idea. Your boyfriend seemed lost looking at you, specifically your thighs. They looked so pretty in that skirt, you could tell he couldn't concentrate on the content, he seemed to be reading the same sentence for 3 minutes. So you have an idea, why not be a little mean to your boyfriend?
While he tried to explain the content, you made movements with your legs and thus raising your skirt even more, it didn't take long for you to notice that your boyfriend seemed to be in despair.
He wanted so badly to be able to play, but you were in a public place. And her boyfriend was too straight to do anything risky. But you were sassy enough to make a move.
At one point you pretended to drop a pen, and then you bent down to pick it up, but on the way back, you put your hand on his leg and come up with your body, stopping your hand on his groin. The same doesn't seem to believe you did it but doesn't take your hand away.
Then you start making back and forth movements with your hand on his thigh and your boyfriend's nervousness increases. But you feign innocence and ask him to continue explaining the content. He didn't trust himself to say anything, not letting out a groan along with it, just shaking his head.
The minutes passed and you continued with your hand making movements, only now your boyfriend was getting harder and harder. At one point he gave up trying to explain the subject to you and rested his head on your shoulder, now he didn't hide his whimpers so well and asked you to have mercy on him.
But you loved seeing him in a moaning mess, he looked so cute, you wanted to fuck him right there.
— M-my love…can't we c-end this somewhere else?
He tried in every way to convince you to finish it in a more private place, but you were finding the whole situation amusing.
— Why? You look so good like this, do you want me to stop? - you say looking at the same with a false concern.
—N-no!" - He responds quickly, afraid of losing contact with his hand.
You use your other free hand to grab his hair, and thus make him look directly into your eyes. He whimpers with tightness in his scalp.
Looking deep into his eyes you increase the speed of your hand on top of his covered cock, and he tries his best to hold back his moans, but it was such a difficult task when you were making him feel so good.
The boy looked so handsome at that moment, his breathing labored, his face flushed, his hair slightly messed up.
A short time later the boy felt that he was getting closer, and he tried again to convince you to continue that elsewhere.
— If you say that one more time, besides when we get home you'll get a good punishment, I'll make you go almost a month without cum, that's what will happen if you open your mouth again if it's not to moan , did you understand?
The boy quickly nodded in agreement. And seconds later you feel his legs start to shake and his moans get louder. He grips his shirt, trying to hold on to something, and throws his head back as his eyes roll in pleasure at the sensation.
Soon you can see a new stain on the boy's pants, and the feeling of shame takes over him, he can't believe he had come in his pants. In an attempt to hide his embarrassment he tucks himself into her neck.
But even as he was embarrassed you knew he loved the new experience.
— Let's go home, I still want to do some things with you.
He looks at you with a shy but anxious look, because he knew this night would be intense.
Warning: mxm, sub!yoongi, mean Dom!JIMIN, cock stepping, overstimulation, degradation, hair pulling, anal play, use of vibrator, nipple play, honestly this is so smutty, Yoongi gets off on Jimins foot, subspace, aftercare.
A/N: this honestly got so freaky I don’t know how we got here I loved writing mean Dom jimin and subby yoongi you WILL get more trust me. Jimin is about to be mean mean.
TGM MASTERLIST
Jimin blew out a breath, dropping himself on the bed. “So Hyung how do you want this to go?”
Yoongi hummed, sitting at the head of the bed. “Well, I thought you could show me your whole…”
“Now Hyung you’re asking to see my hole? At least take me to dinner first.” Jimin laughs, lightening the atmosphere.
“Shut up, Jimin.” Yoongi throws one of the small decor pillows to the younger, the item brushing against his face before dropping to the floor.
Jimin picks the pillow up. Sliding it under his head. “You have awful aim.”
Yoongi raises his eyebrows, picking up another pillow, this time his throw harder, calculated. “How’s that for aim.”
“Ouch!” Jimin shouted as the zipper hit his eye. “That hurt.”
“Fuck.” Yoongi mumbled rushing round. He lifts Jimins face in his hands, thumb brushing over the small red mark forming underneath his eye. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to, hyungs sorry.”
“Hey, Hyung, it’s okay you didn’t mean to.” Jimin takes the elder's hands in his own, reaching up to smooth out the frown turning down Yoongi's lips. “I’m okay.”
“Let me get you some ice, at least.” Yoongi begins to walk away, hand nearly slipping out of Jimins.
“Yoongi stop.” At the sound of his name, Yoongi paused. Something in him leaning into jimins words. “Come here.”
Jimin observed the elder, watching for any discomfort. When he found none he continued. “Sit beside me.”
“Okay.” Yoongi sighed, perching himself on the end of the bed, little ways beside the Dom.
“You did not mean to hurt me, I am okay, it was an accident and you’re forgiven. It was a little mark, nothing serious. I still think I look pretty good, don’t I?”
Yoongi nodded, jimin had to stifle a laugh at the doctor's pout. “You do.”
“Okay then, that’s that. Now, how do you want this to go? Are you okay to go through with it?”
Jimin lets yoongi think, not wanting to rush. Even if it was a “challenge” he still took his interactions with everyone in the house, sexual or not, seriously. “I’m okay, I was thinking you know…you could just be yourself?”
Jimin was surprised, never taking yoongi as someone who’d want that. “Be myself? You want to do it as a scene?”
“If you’re okay with that.” He reassured.
He definitely didn’t object, in fact, he was more so a mix of curiosity and excitement. Still, he didn’t let that prioritise itself, ensuring Yoongi was comfortable was imperative. “I didn’t think you viewed yourself as submissive Hyung, is this something you want to talk about?”
“Just want to try it is all.” Yoongis cheeks were a light shade of pink. “We don’t have to if you don’t want to.”
“No. I want to, you remember the traffic light system?” Jimin checks, finger drawing small circles on the elder's hand.
“I do, green, yellow and red.” He answers.
Jimin smiles, pleased. “Good. How about you take your clothes off and get comfy on the bed? I just want to grab a few things.”
Yoongi wastes no time, standing up and stripping. it doesn’t take him long to find a comfortable position on his back, guessing that’s how Jimin would want him, easy access and all.
“Fold your clothes.” Jimin directed from someone in the corner of the room, Yoongi sighed at the thought of having to get back up again so he shook his head mumbling a small “They are fine there.” they were his clothes, it didn’t matter how he left them.
Jimins voice grew heavier. “Yoongi, I wasn’t asking. Every minute it takes you is a minute you’ll be punished. Remember you have the right to safe word any moment something feels uncomfortable.”
“Sir yes Sir.” Yoongi retorted sarcastically, pushing his naked body off the bed to fold his clothes. He was met with a hard gaze from Jimin, Yoongi shrunk into himself a little at the sight. This side of Jimin was intimidating, and powerful.
Jimin walked over to him in long strides, hand gripping Yoongis chin, forcing the elder to look at him. “Make another sarcastic comment like that and I’ll have you bent over with a red ass. Seeing as you like the name so much, for the rest of the scene you can call me Sir. Do you understand?”
Yoongi shuffled as much as he could, eyes focusing anywhere but Jimins face. “Yes.”
Yoongi nearly whined as Jimin dug his nails into his cheeks. “What was that?”
“Yes Sir.”
Jimin tapped his face lightly, releasing his grip on him. “Good boy, fold your clothes and lay on the bed. Don’t make a sound.”
Even if he didn’t admit it out loud, Yoongi was sure Jimin noticed the way his dick twitched at the praise. Not wanting to give the Dom a chance to comment on it, he turned, busying himself and folding his clothes. He didn’t look back, he didn’t need to, he heard Jimin walk away, returning to whatever he was doing with the equipment in the corner.
Yoongi finished swiftly, pretty proud of the smile pile of clothes. Small things, he held a chuckle to himself, resuming his earlier, comfortable, position. If he wasn’t as horny as he was Jimins bed would be a pretty good place to sleep, music comfier than his own. “So you know how to listen.”
Yoongi bit back a snappy comment, rolling his eyes. He wasn’t entirely sure he could take Jimin seriously when he was like this, especially knowing how soft the younger actually could be.
His thoughts stopped as a slap to his thigh had him shrieking. “You know I have my rules Yoongi. I don’t tolerate disrespect and whilst we are in a scene you are my submissive, it’s not only my responsibility to ensure you are safe and content it is also my responsibility to make sure you don’t forget who is in control.”
Jimin trailed a finger up the elder's pale thigh, edging dangerously close to the top of his cock. “You won’t roll your eyes or speak unless spoken to, you will address me correctly and you won’t cum until I say you can. Colour?”
“G-green.” Yoongi thrusts his hips despite his attempt at keeping himself still, this earned him another slap, this time to the opposite thigh. “Sorry.”
“You’re learning aren’t you, Hyung?” Jimins voice was laced with a playful disrespect as he muttered the honorific, finger closer to the doctor's ribs.
Yoongi shook his head, the name not feeling right. “Not h-Hyung.” He stumbled over his words, not caring enough to make an effort.
“You want me to call you something else?” Jimin smiles, nail trailing over the doctor's nipple. He marvelled at the way it hardened instantly, it was just perfect how the others body was so responsive, so in tune with his touch. “How about baby?” He chuckled when Yoongi shook his head. “My slut? Doll? Pretty whore?” He tried again, all of which earning another no. “You wanna be a puppy like my Tae Tae? Maybe I could bring him up here, let him teach you how to behave.”
Jimin couldn’t hold back a coo as yoongi whined, his nipple a fierce red from the continuous touch. “What about baby boy?” Yoongi flushed a light pink, legs tensing momentarily. “You like that do you? Baby boy?”
“S-stop teasing.” Yoongi sighed, wiggling as to relieve the light throbbing of his cock.
“Oh is my baby boy getting brave now?” The Dom pinches his nipple, twisting it for a second before releasing it. Barely long enough to bring Yoongi any real pain but enough to have the other whimpering. “You’re like a kitten, soft one moment then spiteful the next. Never mind, I’ll have to just train you right.”
As always, Jimin never missed anything, especially not during a scene so Yoongis' reaction to the pet name was noticeable, his lips turning up at the corners. “You like being called kitten do you?”
“N-no.”
Jimin hummed, pinching the other nipple. “Do you want to correct that?”
“Ah yes yes.” Yoongi gasped. “No Sir.”
“You say you don’t like it but you’re smiling all prettily there baby boy. It’s okay if you like both, I’d never judge.” Yoongi relaxed a little at that, the reassurance doing wonders as he nods. Jimins feels a thrum of pleasure shoot through him, there was nothing better than seeing a submissive happy. “So good. I’m going to start now, it won’t be anything special today. I’m going to put a vibrating plug inside of your ass and then I’ll let you fuck your cock into my hand, I’ll decide how many times I want you to cum, and ask permission before each orgasm. Is that okay, what’s your colour?”
“Yes Sir.” Yoongi was thankful for the quick explanation, the cautiousness replaced by a mix of anticipation and excitement. “I'm green.”
“Good, turn over onto your stomach, head down ass up. I’ll open you up with my fingers before putting the plug in.” Despite how excited he was to have Yoongi wrecked underneath him, nothing mattered more than comfort and safety. “I’m just going to the table, I’m right here with you.”
Yoongi shuffled around, eventually finding a comfortable way to situate his head, he felt a little exposed, Jimin had been fully clothed but still, he didn’t feel any less. Jimin was an amazing Dom.
Yoongi stiffened as he felt a wet finger press against his rim, taking a deep breath to relax. “Arch your back a little more baby boy.” Jimin commanded softly.
Yoongi did his bed, stretching as far as his body would let him. He let his eyes flutter close as Jimin began opening him with one finger, his heavy breathing turning into soft moans as the Dom added another and another before declaring him ready. “I’m going to put the vibrator inside, don’t move and don’t make a sound.”
Yoongi nodded, knowing a response wasn’t necessary. He felt the bed shift but Jimins touch didn’t leave his body, whether it be a finger touching his thigh or a leg brushing against his. It was comforting, a sense of security he never knew he wanted. He let himself fall into it, Jimin would take care of him.
He bit his lip, stifling his noises, as the toy was pushed inside of him, a thick butt plug shaped in the right way, resting against his prostrate. “All done, turn over.”
The doctor cursed under his breath as the toy shifted inside of him, laying down only seemingly making it press deeper inside of him. “Too deep,” Yoongi whined, lifting his hips from the bed.
Jimin eyed him for a minute, eyes lingering on his cock as he decides what to do. With a firm grip, he tugs the doctor's cock, finger pressing over the tip, nail scratching the sensitive skin. “Awh is it too much baby?.” Jimin teased, chuckling at Yoongis' nod. “Too bad I don’t care. You take what I give you, nothing more, nothing less.”
“But-“ Yoongi began to protest, silenced by a slap to his length.
“Stop whining, you’re pathetic.” Jimin revelled in the way Yoongis lips twitched in a smile, clearly enjoying the scene. Still, Jimin thought it best to check. “Colour?”
“Green, so so green. Don’t stop.” Yoongi pleaded, eyes wide. “Please”
“Oh, baby boy, I’m not going to stop until you’re crying and begging me to leave your poor little cock alone.” Jimin laughed, once again digging his nail into Yoongis's cock. “Im going to start now, for the first one, be silent.”
“Yes, S-sir.” Yoongi groaned, throwing his head back. The vibrations inside of his ass started slow, almost too slow but he knew with jimin being able to change it on the control that wouldn’t last much longer.
The doctor gasped as the Dom wrapped a firm hand around his cock, pumping the head. “Look at you leaking so prettily.”
Yoongi bit back a whine, grabbing the sheets as though it would ground him. “Let’s make this quick hm?” Jimins hand sped up as did the vibrator, the sudden change slightly overwhelming.
Yoongi let himself fall into the pleasure, heartbeat racing as he felt his orgasm build, his throbbing cock desperate for release, the toy in his ass stretching him deliciously as it pressed against his prostate.
“You want to cum?” Jimin asked, palming the tip of Yoongis cock. Chuckling when the other nodded enthusiastically. “Cum for me.”
Yoongi didn’t need to be told twice, he let go, his orgasm exploding within him just as Jimin pulled his hands away, his cock still spurting against his stomach. Yoongi looked at Jimin, wanting an explanation for the ruined orgasm. “W-why?”
Jimin turned the vibrator down, shifting back into his previous position beside Yoongis legs. “Just because you get to lay here and cum multiple times, doesn’t mean you’re going to get to enjoy it. I think I’ll use you for my pleasure today.”
Yoongi hissed as Jimins hand made its way to his cock again, already overly sensitive. “Let’s make you cum again hm?”
Jimin didn’t give him time to recover, flicking the vibrator up to the middle setting before using one hand to massage yoongis balls, the other still wrapped around his cock. “Maybe for the next one, I’ll let you fuck my thigh. Would you like that kitten?”
Yoongi nodded, head muddled with pleasure. “Please.”
Jimin hummed as though contemplating. “Maybe, depends on how fast you cum.” He jerked his hand fast, essentially knocking all the oxygen from the elder as he gripped the sheets, willing himself not to run from the overstimulation.
“Ji-Sir please.” Yoongi stuttered, noticing his mistake. “Sorry, just, ah fuck too much.” He felt himself wanting to cry, the continuous stimulation making him want to scream.
“Careful there, Kitten.” Jimin warned, hand lightly squeezing Yoongis balls. “Don’t wanna get yourself punished.”
“no Sir,” Yoongi answers, more of a moan than anything. “G-gonna cum.”
“Such a good boy for telling me. You can cum.” Jimin praises him, he did deserve it after all.
Yoongi couldn’t keep still this time, hips bucking upwards as the vibrator continued to rest against his prostate. Cock pulsing as he cum again, this time a scream muffled by a pillow accompanying it.
“There, good boy, so good.” Jimin talked him through it, this time with a hand holding his cock up, the other palm rubbing the angry red tip. “So beautiful.”
“H-hurts.” Yoongi teared up, trying to run from the stimulation only to be trapped by Jimins frame. “Pl-please no more.”
“You look so pretty crying baby.” Jimin smiled, leaning down to place a kiss on the doctor's face. “Are these tears all for me?”
Yoongi attempted to nod but couldn’t, every limb felt on fire, in the best way possible. He was blissfully fucked out.
Yoongi gave it another minute, allowing the other to catch his breath before standing up. “On your hands and knees on the floor.”
It took Yoongi a second to move, and his movements stumbled. Jimin was right beside him, ready to catch if necessary. It was beautiful the way Yoongi presented himself.
“So gorgeous, your ass is perfect.” Jimin spoke more so to himself, reaching to pull the vibrating plug out. Yoongi argued with a whine, his ass clenching around nothing as the toy was removed. “Look at you, so desperate for more despite already coming twice. So greedy baby.”
“Please, please” yoongi begged, unsure of what he was asking for exactly, just wanting something, just wanting Jimin.
“Okay, baby. On your knees, let me see your pretty cock.” Jimin helps him sit up, Yoongi spreading his knees giving jimin a full view.
Jimin circled him. “Look at you.”
Yoongi loved the feeling this position gave him, like prey being chased by a predator.
Jimin stepped forward, coming to press down on Yoongis cock, the doctor whining, eyes wide. “You’re so pathetic, get off like this, I want you to cum like this, beneath me.”
“T-too much.” Yoongi sobbed, still rutting against the pressure of Jimins foot.
Jimin raised his foot. Colour?”
“G-green,” Yoongi whined, pressing his cock against jimin as much as he could.
The Dom laughed, pressing down on the others cock again. “Look at you, so useless, only made to be fucked.”
“Wanna cum.” Yoongis hips stuttered, still, he continued fucking himself against jimin.
“No one is stopping you, baby boy, make a mess of yourself.”
Yoongi was breathless, his orgasm at its peak. “Sir will be happy if I cum again?”
“Sir will be very happy.” Jimin assured, a hand reaching to grip the hair of the other. “Cum for me pretty boy.”
With the added touch Yoongis orgasm snapped, dribbles of cum shooting across the floor lazily. The doctors' frame slumped against Jimins leg who thankfully was ready to catch the others weight. “So good for me baby boy, so proud of you. Let’s get you cleaned up hm?”
“Yes sir,” Yoongi responded, his tongue heavy.
“Not Sir anymore baby, just Jimin.”
“My jimin?” Yoongi asks teary-eyed.
“Yes.” Jimin laughed. “Your Jimin, let’s get you into a nice warm bath.”
Yoongi felt himself being lifted to his feet, a towel wrapped around him, he tried to help but his mind was floaty, nice. Jimin sat him atop the toilet seat as he ran a bath for him, adding one of the bath bombs he knew Yoongi liked. “It’s all ready.”
Yoongi stepped in carefully, watching as jimin undressed himself and slid into the bath, behind him. He lent back on Jimins chest, enjoying the way Jimin had wrapped his arms around him. “You did so well today, I’m so proud of you. How do you feel?”
“‘m good.” He breathed. “tired.”
“You surprised me, baby.” Jimin placed a kiss on the back of Yoongis head. “You never expressed interest in being submissive.”
“Is-is it bad?” Yoongi mumbled, slightly shameful.
“No no.” Jimin was quick to reassure. “Not bad at all, you are a beautiful submissive.”
“It was weird.” Yoongi admits, hand dragging through the water. “I never thought I’d like it that much.”
“How do you feel about that?” Jimin questioned.
Yoongi contemplated for a moment, he was sure he liked it, and would do it again. “Happy?”
“Would you want to try scenes with the others?”
Oh. “Uh- maybe.” Yoongi frowned.
Jimin noticed his tone. “What’s wrong?”
Yoongi didn’t know. “N-nothing.”
“Hey, talk to me, what’s going on in your mind?” Jimin brings his hand to draw shapes across yoongis thigh.
“I don’t think I’d want to do it with the others.” Yoongi admits.
“That’s okay, not every one wants that. It’s okay if it was a one-time experience.”
“No, I uh.” Yoongi stalls. “Just- just with you.”
Jimins mouth falls into an ‘o’. “How did you feel today Hyung?”
Yoongi stiffens. “Good.”
Jimin observes for a moment. “How about we stick with baby for right now?”
Yoongi nods almost fast enough to hit Jimins head. “Yes please.”
“Okay, baby it is. Now tell me, what did you feel when we started the scene?”
“Nervous.” Yoongi admits. “I’ve never been one to be submissive.”
“So when did it change?” Jimin asks.
“When you started calling me baby boy, when um, I was calling you Sir and you were just taking care of everything. I didn’t have to worry or think, just listen.” It was nice to just listen, nice to not worry, Yoongi thinks.
“That’s good baby, really good. You mentioned you’d only want to do this with me, which is entirely okay. I'm wondering why do you think that is?” He’s careful with the wording, not wanting to cause Yoongi any offence.
“It feels good with you. You’re a mean Dom.” Jimin laughs at that, Yoongi smiled at the sound. “I don’t think I’d want anyone else to see me like this.”
“You know they will right? Because of the recording.” Jimin explains, unsure if yoongi had forgotten.
“I know, it’s different seeing it through a screen.” Yoongi answers. “I’d like to do it again.”
“We can discuss that. I’d be happy to.” Jimin wouldn’t say it again but yoongi truly was a beautiful submissive. “I’d be honoured to.”
“I-uh-like it when you’re mean. I think I would like to try random scenes, I wouldn’t mind you being dominant when you think I need it, just, I don’t know, put me in my place sometimes.” Yoongi feels ashamed as he admits a want he had once Ignored.
“I can definitely do that, I already know your limits. It’s okay to want and need these things baby, it isn’t bad and you have absolutely nothing to be ashamed about. How about we start off with something small? I’ll drop honorifics whatever I think you’re in that headspace and you can either correct me, tell me to call you Hyung, and I’ll stop or you can ignore it and I’ll continue. That way I can be sure it’s something you actually want at the moment and that way you’ll have a chance to change your mind.”
Yoongi hums, a light shiver running through him from the lack of warm water. “I’d like that. I could still have a way to tell you yes or no without directly saying it.”
“Correct baby. Never forget you can always safe word.” Jimin knows he knows but the reminder is still necessary. “How about we get you washed and dry? We could watch a movie and cuddle?”
“Yes please, and food?” Yoongi asks, voice hopeful.
Jimin giggles, bringing yoongis hand to his lips. “Of course baby.”
Hey fools, this is how I view the BTS members as subs so enjoy. Warning, English is not my first language so bare with me. NOT PROOFREAD
(Gif credits to @sugajimin)
Warnings: Dom/Sub dynamics, litterally just read the title.
Pairings: BTS x Reader
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Namjoon
This man- THIS MAN IS THE BIGGEST SUB EVER AND YOU CANNOT TELL ME OTHERWISE
Def the type to have a size kink
He's normally such a big dude that in reality, he just wants to feel small in the hands of his dom
LOVES when his dom makes him beg
"Want mummy/daddys cock? Beg for it."
I feel like he is the type to love getting his hair pulled
Def has a mummy/daddy kink
Probably an age kink
Wants an older partner to order him around
Voyeurism is a must for him
Make him finger himself while you watch, forcing him to come undone without your help
Loves being pegged
I feel like he would be a bit of a tease but not bratty
Just the occasional pinch of your ass when passing by
Loves getting praise too much to be a brat
But also slight degrading in a praising way? Is that makes sense?
Like "Look who's a good little slut for mummy/daddy"
Order him to hump a pillow or plushie and he will eat out of your hand
Joon seems like the type to want to hump things like a dog
Make him hump your leg while on a video call, the thought of getting caught turns him on so much oml
Mirror sex with him, make him look at himself as you fuck him/jack him off
He is for sure into public sexual acts
Like, make him walk around with a vibrator you can control with a remote in his ass, he will be silently pleading for you to turn it down
Pull him aside into a bathroom stall, leaving the door unlocked so anyone could walk in while you fuck him, however you want
He will def secretly wear a butt plug when going out just in case you decide to pull him aside
10/10 would recommended
Seokjin
Brat. Brat. Brat. Did I mention brat? Brat.
He will talk back, he will constantly tease you, he will be the biggest brat ever.
He is the sassiest boy ever
Attention whore to the max
He will bug you non stop until you give him attention, no matter what you're doing
Important meeting for work? He's by your side, poking your shoulder.
Solution? Tie him up
Make sure to gag him too otherwise he'll never shut up
Noona/Hyung kink for sure
This boy wants to be fucked good and hard. Show no mercy
He'll constantly be talking back during sex to make sure you go to your hardest
"Are y-you ev-en try-ing?"
"At le-ast put som-some ef-fort in-to i-it-"
Loud af when you fuck him
Will scream your name as loud as he can so everyone knows who's fucking him that good
And when he cums? Oh lord...
Many noise complaints from the other members and neighbors
There are times when he does want to have soft and loving sex
You'll know when that's the case
He'll be good for once and help you with anything
Praise him when this happens
It rarely happens but when it does, be soft and gentle with him
This usually happens when he is having a bad time in his life/is deep in subspace
Aftercare with the rough sex is just him whining about how you could've gone harder
However
Aftercare with soft sex, run a bubble bath and let him suck your fingers
Gets really childish when in a deep subspace
Always has a plushie with him wherever he goes, giggly about everything
Dino nuggies is always a must with him in subspace
Will ask you to make them for him after a bubble bath
Feed them to him, he loves it
J-Hope
He loves any type of sex but loves slightly rough sex
He loves it when you pound into him while he lays on his back, his head buried in pillows and plushies
He's pretty quiet in bed, he just mainly whimpers a lot and let's out some soft whines
When he orgasms, he will let put the occasional moan
Cries when getting pleasure
Tears will fall but it's not a bad thing, it just means you're doing great
Loves it when you interlock your fingers together while you ride him
Like, he's laying in his back with his head in the crook of your neck and his hands on either side of his head, your fingers laced together while you kiss his shoulder
Praise this man, he lives for it
Like it when you give him a hand job and make him lick up his mess off your fingers
Will suck your nipples when falling asleep
Aftercare is just cuddling after cleaning him up
Get him candy for when he's in subspace, will squeal and clap his hands together happily
Oh yeah, and Sprite
Love baking with you
Cracking the eggs is his job, and his job only
Will pout if you don't let him do it
He will almost never eat unless you feed him
Loves being a little spoon
HICKEYS! Give him hickeys as a reward for anything
He loves the way it feels and loves being marked up by you
Cockwarming is something he desires
Especially in subspace
He will straddle your lap and rest his head on your shoulder with your cock/strap buried inside him, his arms wrapped around your neck loosely as he just closes his eyes and relax
The amount of times you've almost been caught by the other boys constantly rises
Hobi can't help it, it's his comfort
Loves it when you run your fingers through his hair and gently scratch his scalp
He loves loves, LOVES it when you give him oral
It's his second favorite sexual activity
First being cockwarming, of course
Will steal your hoodies
Jungkook
Nervous baby
He is the type to be extremely self-conscious about being a sub
So praise is a need for him
When in subspace, he loves resting his head on your shoulder and breathing in your scent
Like Namjoon, he loves mirror sex
He is embarrassed during it, but he loves seeing your hand hold open his legs while pumping his cock slowly in your other hand
Isn't into pet play, but loves it when you call him bunny
When in subspace, he will walk around the dorm in your hoodie and briefs while holding his favorite plushie
Get him plushies, he loves them
Goes crazy if you're taller then him
Use your size to dominant him if you can, he loves feeling small
Lay him down on his stomach and straddle his waist and massage his shoulders and back, he loves it
Loves it when you're both laying on your sides, you fucking him from behind
Loves it if you wake him up like that
Cnc hello
Loves giving oral
He just loves being on his knees in front of you
It doesn't even have to be sexual, he will just kneel in front of you, chin resting on your knee while you run your fingers through his hair
Sitting on your lap is a must
Reverse cowgirl is one of his favs
Him just desperately gripping at your calves while he rides you
He's pretty quiet during sex
Letting out breathy moans and whimpers
Acts like he hates edging but secretly loves it
Slight overstimulation is a must
Making him cum four to five times is a yes
His hips jolt a lot when cumming, tiny whimpers leaving his mouth
Loves riding in general
Whether you're riding him or he's riding you
Will wrap his arms around your neck when he rises you, buring his head in your neck
Love making is his favorite
Likes the occasional rough sex when having a bad day
When that happens, bend him over a counter/table and fuck him quick and rough
Wrap your hand around his throat, but don't squeeze too much
He likes the feeling on your hand around his throat, just not the lack of ability to breath
Taehyung
Puppy
Pet play
Get this boy a collar with his name on the tag and a leash to go with it
Fav position; doggy style
When fucking him, tug at the leash
He's loud but not Seokjin loud
Not ashamed to hide his sounds
Groans a lot
Just- his deep voice groaning out in pleasure has me- 😫
Master/Mistress kink
He will bite your shoulder while you fuck him, not caring if he draws blood
You don't mind though
He absolutely LOVES sucking your cock/strap before you fuck him
He will look up at you with fake innocence in his eyes as he bovs his head up and down on your cock
Fuck his face until he's gagging so much he's desperate for air with tears streaming down his face
Choke him
Pin him against the wall and wrap your hand around his throat, it will make him hard in an instant
He is a brat sometimes just so you'll spank him
Or he'll just beg for you to spank him
His favorite thing for you to do to him? Make him crawl on his hands and knees with the collar on and the leash in your hand all day when walking around the dorm
Oh my god, this man loves it when someone walks in on him getting railed
He will make eye contact with said person and just smirk at them as he continues to groan loudly
He has definitely tried to convince you to get someone to watch you two
He is probably the type to have a Twitter account with videos of him getting fucked by you (with your permission of course) but it never shows your faces
Big in somnophilia
Loves when he wakes up to his wrists and feet being bound while you press a vibrator to his cock
Blindfold him, sensory deprivation is one of his favorites
Loves the feeling of you being on top of him
He will just randomly start humping your leg
It's just what he does
On the phone with your mum? Taehyung doesn't care, he'll just get on the floor and start going to town
Pull his hair while he rides you and he will cum right then and there
He can go as many rounds as you need, do what you want
Loves being manhandled
Hold his wrists together and pin them above his head while kissing his neck
Even with all that, when he goes into subspace, treat him gently
Big in cuddles while in subspace
Loves being a little spoon or curled up against your chest
Sucking your fingers or nipples makes him giddy
Very rarely in subspace, he will want gentle sex
His favorite position in subspace, is him laying flat on his stomach while you fuck him gently from behind while laying on top of him, interlacing your fingers with his next to his head while he turns his head to the side, letting out small groans and moans
I feel like Taehyung is they type to have a plushie of Tata that he cuddles with as well while you cuddle
Has a natural pout when in subspace
He loves doing laundry with you while in subspace
You don't get it but it's what he likes so you don't mind
I'll shut up about him now
Jimin
Needy boy
Very whiny
Definition of 🥺
"Jimin, I'm working. I can't cuddle with you right now." "But 🥺🥺🥺🥺."
Pouts when he doesn't get his way
Giggly when he does
Loves getting hickes, makes him giggle and just very happy
I see Jimin as the type to get horny from a raise of your eyebrow or just you looking him up and down
Will act bratty but one look from you will have him quiet
"Jimin, can you pass me the milk?"
"Hmm, I don't know. Maybe you should get it yourself."
The 🤨 look will shut him up quick
Spanking
Pin him against the wall and spank him
Loves it when you use the whip on him
Pain slut to a limit
Spanking, biting, hair pulling, and scratching is the limit
Loves being pinned to something
Anything
Table, counter, wall, bed
Anything
Bondage is a yes
Blindfold him
He has a chastity cage on a lot
He gets turned on so easily, it has to be that way
Subspace just consists of him watching SpongeBob or Scooby-Doo with you while cuddling on the couch or dancing to the groups songs
Make him mac n cheese and he will clap happily
Your lap is his designated seat
Loves it when you pinch his cheeks
Kiss and boop his nose to get him all blushy
Sweater paws
He always hides behind them when getting flustered
Mummy/Daddy kink
Yoongi
BABY
So shy
Gets flustered easily
Becomes a stuttering mess when you compliment him
"You look really nice today, love."
*blushing mess* "Th-thank you, noona/hyung."
He just like the soft and gentle love making sex
Likes giving pleasure more then receiving
A bit picky when it comes to the sexual activity
Not super into ass play, but he won't say no
He is SO shy during sex
Embarrassed to let out any noise
Embarrassed to get naked
Afraid you'll judge him even though he knows you won't
Praise is a necessity for him
Tell him how much you love him, his body, his mind, his everything
Hand holding is something he adores
A simple gesture that means so much to him
Always be holding his hand, it means so much to him
He is good boy, so tell him
Whisper it in his ear when you have sex and he will melt
Tell him how beautiful his body is
Tell him he doesn't need to hide himself around you
It will take a while for him to open up fully, but when he does, it's magical
The sounds he makes during sex are beautiful
Nothing like the cheesy porno moans
No, they're so soft and gentle. Just small whimpers of your name that leaves him with pink cheeks
He loves taking baths together, feeling you wrap your arms around his chest while kissing the side of his neck, whispering to him about how wonderful he did and how beautiful he is
