Teasing Jimin
746 word one shot
✎ Jimin x Reader
✎ trying to rile up your man
✎ Masterbation
⚠︎︎ smut
Jimin pulled his suit jacket off when you walked through the door. He'd been patient with you and your teasing all throughout dinner with his colleagues, but he'd reached his limit on the way home.
He was driving, one hand on the wheel and the other on the stick shift, thinking
about some business transaction that needed to be dealt with the next day when your teasing went too far. He’d stopped at a light and glanced to his right, only to see the mirror on the sun visor in front of you pointed down at your lap. Your dress was pulled up with your
legs spread just enough to give yourself access, and the fingers of your right hand were tracing the edges of your black lace panties up and down, occasionally dragging them across the center, where the heat that had been rising all night felt like it could
burn you.
Jimin froze.
His eyes were glued to the mirror and the show you were giving him. The sound of the horn from the next car in line made him jolt out of the trance, he cleared his throat and put his eyes back on the road. He grimaced when you moaned, and his thoughts turned to what was going to happen when he got you home.
"Are you really that horny that you can't wait, Jagiya?"
"Yesssss" you hissed out as the tip of your middle finger grazed across your clit, "I need you Jimin. All day I've been thinking about how every single ridge of your cock feels when you push inside of me."
Your back arched as you spoke, and your left hand came up to pinch at your nipple, your voice just above a moaning whisper,
"Do you remember, Jimin? Do you remember what it feels like? How you try to keep it slow and steady, and try to make it sweet, but you can't. You lose control and end up pounding inside of me, swiveling your hips to make sure you hit all of those sweet spots only you seem to know how to find. And when you force my body to cum, you can't help yourself. You always cum inside of me, even when you know you shouldn't. You always hold yourself deep, until you know I'm full. Do you remember, Jimin?" Jimin didn't answer. He just groaned and ran his fingers through his hair and tried his damnedest not to look your way as he navigated the drive home.
You were so lost in your thoughts that you hadn't noticed Jimin suck in his cheeks, like he did when he was annoyed. You didn't look at the way he was spinning the rings on his right hand, like he did when he was annoyed. In fact, when you slipped your fingers inside of your panties to go ahead and finish the job yourself, you closed your eyes and lost sight of everything but the feeling of your fingertips circling your clit... Never touching it directly... just around the outer edges, building the tension in your lower stomach. Your heartbeat sped up, and the coil
inside of you got tighter, promising to break and let loose the spasming flood you’d needed all day.
You were almost there. You could see the fireworks starting to shoot off beneath your eyelids,
When Jimin lunged over the center console and grabbed your wrists. He pulled your arms toward him and slammed his lips onto yours. You hadn't noticed him pulling the car into the parking garage, or felt him stop. And now you had a turned on, pissed off man that you'd been purposely teasing all night ready to take care of his feisty little problem.
Your pussy spasmed lightly, but not enough to provide any sort of relief. Your frustration level grew as the coil in your stomach loosened. You were almost there! Just another couple of seconds and you would have been able to take the edge off. You took your frustration out on the kiss…biting and wrestling your tongue with his while trying to pull your wrists out of his grasp, but he just tightened his hold and chuckled. He pulled back and kept eye contact as he said,
"Now, Jagi, we are going to go inside, and you are going to get exactly what you've been asking for all. night. long."
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