PAIRING: park jimin + reader
GENRE: smut
WORD COUNT: 3,4k
WARNINGS: choking, degradation, orgasm denial, rough sex, dom!jimin, sub!reader. listen… this is quite filthy (but like what else is new right) and there is a lot a lot a lot of explicit language but, yeah. enjoy lmao
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SUMMARY: you and jimin have never really been friends. in fact, it was very hard for you two to get along. so what if one day it all just escalates?
“I’m just saying - people like these shouldn’t be allowed to call themselves artists.”
You were spending the night at your friend’s house. You had known Namjoon for a little over a year now - you two meeting at an award show in Tokyo. It was actually him who ran up to you first, expressing to you how much he loved your art, and it all began there.
Both of you knew there wasn’t any chemistry between you. That said, you quickly became friends with him and his band members. Well, not all of them.
Park Jimin was, in your eyes, the biggest narcissist and snob you’ve ever met. He made it clear from the get-go - as soon as you were introduced to him, he looked you up and down and scoffed, as if you were something that stuck to his shoe. You were so embarrassed at first, but soon enough that feeling turned into anger. For the rest of that one evening, he kept making snarky remarks, mocking you with every glance he sent your way.
And that was only the beginning. From that evening on, the tension between you two was so obvious literally anyone could feel it. You two would constantly shit talk and make fun of each other, he’d always tell everybody how dumb and cheap-dressed you were, while you’d always accuse him of trying to act sweet in front of his fans while being rude and condescending towards anyone walking his way.
This time, you were seated in the middle of the boys’ living room, having a group conversation. They had invited a bunch of friends (and, to Jimin’s demise, also you) to celebrate their break and have a little kickback.
Yet, it only took Jimin about 5 minutes before his words started annoying the shit out of you. So when he started talking about who can call themselves an artist and who can’t - an obvious stab into your flesh - you decided it was enough. You were having none of it this time, so when you heard him say another hurtful thing, you finally spoke up.
His lips curved upwards a little bit, clearly amused by your reaction. “Why do you think?”
“I don’t know… because you have literally no grasp on the world that revolves around you maybe?”
Some people gasped; to you two, it wasn’t anything extraordinary though. You’d confront each other all the time, although it would never result in anything.
“Oh, really? So I have no grasp of reality. Hmm, that’s interesting,” he mocked, narrowing his eyes at you. “I think you’re wrong. In fact, I think you’re wrong when you speak altogether.”
“Oh, really?” you mocked him back, “maybe if you pulled your head out of your own ass for a second you’d actually understand what I am saying.”
Jimin took a deep breath, possibly about to “put you in your place” before Namjoon stood up. “Guys, stop it. We aren’t here to fight. So just enjoy the drinks and the music and stop fighting like you are preschoolers.”
“You’re right,” you nodded, bowing your head a little.
“Whatever,” Jimin mumbled before throwing his legs on the coffee table.
You hated him. You hated him so, so much.
The night went on, the atmosphere eventually lighting up. You were drinking, laughing, not giving a single fuck about anybody. You’d found a dance partner - a brown haired man with a cute smile - and you were literally dancing the night away with him.
“Do you want something to drink?” he asked you, resting his head at the crook of your neck as you both swayed your hips to the rhythm. From the corner of your eye, you saw Jimin leaning against the wall, staring at you intently.
“No, thank you,” you smiled.
“Okay, well I’m going to go grab a glass of whiskey, be right back.”
As soon as your partner left, you felt a hand sneaking up your arm and grabbing it before pulling you away from the crowd. Looking up, you saw none other than Jimin, whose jaw was clenched tightly, knuckles white from holding you so firmly.
“What the fuck are you doing? Let me go you fucking psycho!” you yelled at him, which resulted in him literally growling at you before pushing you into a room and closing the door behind you two.
“I should be asking you the same damn question.”
Confused and frankly a little scared, you just quietly stared back at him.
“What was that little show you were putting on, hm?”
“You know damn well what I mean!” he shouted at you. “I mean come on; whoring yourself around for everyone to see how cheap you are? Pathetic.”
“I’m not ‘whoring myself around’ you dickhead!”
“Oh really? So you were doing all these moves to… feel good? You had no idea that everybody was watching you?”
“Do you want to fuck Changkyun?”
That question caught you off guard. No matter how much you hated each other, you’ve never been this… unfiltered before.
“No, I don’t want to fuck Changkyun.”
“Then why were you all over him?! Why did you let him touch you like that?!”
“And why should you care?! You’re fucking rude to me all the time! The first time we met, you were already rude to me! You keep making fun of me, mocking me, shit-talking me, and when I am not paying attention to your stupid remarks, suddenly I am the bad guy again? Fuck you!” You screamed.
“Fuck you,” you repeated, only now noticing the hot tears that streamed down your cheeks.
“You prissy little bitch, you think I am the only one to blame here? You show off your body all the time and tease all the members like someone wants to see you show your bare ass under those little skirts and dresses you always wear,” Jimin yelled back, his fist colliding with the wall just inches away from your head, startling you.
“I don’t do that on purpose, Jimin,” you say quietly, bowing your head in submission. “It’s just my style, I like skirts.”
“Oh, so being a common whore is now a style, huh? Fucking fuck, you make me so mad.”
Seeing Jimin angry was a normal thing for you; only on rare occasions have you ever seen him in a good mood around you. And yet, tonight, you felt kind of turned on by his harsh words and actions. You hated to admit it, but it was the truth. The way his nostrils flared upon seeing you, the way his voice dropped an octave when he spoke to you, and especially the roughness of his movements was too much for you, and before you could stop it, you let out a quiet moan.
Although, as quiet as it might have been, you froze in your spot as you saw Jimin’s ears perk up, his mischievous smile making an appearance.
“So…” he paused, clearly enjoying your flushed face as he got closer to your ear, “the little slut gets turned on by getting me mad? Is this why you’ve been flashing your boobs and your ass at me every single time I walked in the room?”
His fingers gently caressed your jaw, stopping at your chin before he lifted your head to make you look at him. “You succeeded, doll. You made me fucking angry beyond words. So how are you gonna make it up to me now that you’re here?”
You gulp, visibly surprised by his question. He momentarily takes his eyes off of you, mindlessly searching through the room and pretending to think. A lightbulb appears above his head as his eyes grow darker. He isn’t that tall, but at this very moment, it feels like he’s ten feet tall, hovering over your small frame like a lion and a mouse.
“Why don’t you get on your knees for me, hm?”
All the air suddenly leaves your lungs, heart skipping a beat. “Mh-I-ex-excuse me?”
“Get. On. Your. Knees.” he repeats, letting go of you.
Your instincts tell you to slap him; to run, to scream, to do anything else. But you suddenly feel your knees nearing the floor as you look up at him through your lashes.
“Fuck,” Jimin breathes out, studying your every feature. He begins unbuckling his belt and you gasp - this is really happening. He unzips his pants and they fall to the floor, revealing his boxer briefs that are caging his needy cock.
Your hand slowly reaches for the waistband, but just like that, he slaps your hands away. “No touching. A dirty slut like you should be able to do it with her mouth.”
You, although unexperienced, manage to pull his boxers down quite quickly - clearly impressing him. His dick springs free and you gulp. You’ve only ever been with two guys and honestly don’t really know how to perform a blowjob. You feel his eyes burning into you and so you place a soft kiss to the tip of his dick and then kitten lick his shaft down to the base. Jimin growls, pulling your hair up to face him again.
“Oh no, no, you don’t get to tease,” he pauses, his free hand squeezing your cheeks, “now be a good girl and suck me off, and maybe if you do a good job I’ll reward you.”
It’s a challenge that you willingly take, hollowing your cheeks as you go down on him. He lets out a whine, the most erotic noise you’ve ever heard, and you can feel your panties dampening. You feel like you’re in control and it suddenly gives you motivation to do as good as you can.
Bobbing your head up and down, half of Jimin’s length slips past your lips again and again. His fingers tangle in your hair, eventually controlling the pace, before he pulls you all the way down so that you can take him fully.
You gag when you feel him hit the back of the throat. Tears well up in your eyes but he keeps your head in place, growling again. “Don’t run from it. I like seeing you gag.”
Under any other circumstances you’d fight back, but you’re so lost in pleasuring Jimin that you only moan around his cock.
“Can’t talk back now that you’ve got dick down your throat, huh?” Jimin smirks, although one of his hands lets go of your hair and gently massages your throat.
It all feels so sensual that you find yourself reaching under your skirt to massage the pulsating bud between your thighs. Finally relieving some tension, you sigh, sending vibrations down his shaft. Jimin notices your hand furiously moving under your skirt and quickly pulls you off of him.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” he snarls, smacking your hand away from your heat. “Did I allow you to do that?”
“N-no,” you mumble, throat still sore from it’s previous abuse.
“Get on the bed,” Jimin commands, lightly pushing you. In a trance-like state, you follow his orders, submissively climbing onto the bed. You turn around, confused that he’s not following you, but he only chuckles at your desperate state. “Take off all your clothes.”
You obey again, quickly ridding yourself of your t-shirt, bra, skirt and panties, all while kicking off your shoes in the process. It takes you a second to register that you’re completely naked in front of the man you once hated.
Looking up, you see Jimin also completely naked, his shaped muscular body almost making you drool. You try to cover yourself with your hands but he seems displeased, climbing onto the bed and spreading your legs with his bare knee. He holds your hands above your head, making you immobile.
“What do we have here?” he smirks again, his hand brushing over your bare pussy before bringing his hand back and slapping it. You whine and trash around, unable to stop him.
“What a pretty cunt. Shame it has been used so much,” he mutters, slapping your pussy again.
Three sharp slaps are delivered to your clit, each stronger than the previous one. “Did I say you could speak?”
Jimin grabs you by your waist, flipping you onto your stomach before pulling away from you. “Spread your pussy for me. Come on. Spread your legs and show me what a cockslut you are.”
Again, lust had clouded your vision and you follow his orders, arching your back and spreading your legs so that he can see you in all your glory.
He grunts, and at that exact time you feel your arousal trickle down your thigh. You’re sure you can get your release from his voice alone. “Now that’s a sight to see. Your cunt is so pink and swollen, ready to be filled. Are you ready to be filled?”
“Yes, fuck yes,” you furiously nod, wiggling your ass for him, which causes you to get spanked.
“Pathetic,” he laughs. “Trying to get my attention like you always do, hm?”
“Shut up. Are you on the pill?”
You sigh, glad that Jimin has finally decided to take mercy upon you. “Yes, I am.”
Suddenly you feel his thumb enter you slowly, and once Jimin retrieves it, another sticky precum leaks from your aching cunt. “Looks like the whore is ready to be used now, huh?”
You don’t say anything, afraid he might punish you for that. but soon enough you feel his lips against your ear. “And why should I fuck you, hm? Do you think you deserve my cock? A dirty whore like you who fucks every man she meets. Isn’t that what you are? A little cock hungry slut.”
You moan involuntary and swear you can hear Jimin praise you.
“P-punish me for being so naughty,” you whisper, “make my pussy yours, Jimin, please.”
Jimin chuckles, spitting on your pussy, but once his hands grip the back of your knees and you feel the tip of his cock against your pussy, you know you won.
He thrusts in and you can’t help but moan at the stretch. Jimin pulls out before slamming into you again, now with more force, and your eyes roll to the back of your head. He picks up his pace, fucking into you roughly and precisely, making sure you feel his every inch. Your moans are interrupted ever so often by Jimin’s hand coming in contact with your ass.
“How are you still so tight after fucking so many guys, fuck,” he questions, continuing his pace.
“How many of them were in my position, huh? Twelve? Nineteen?”
“Just t-two, p-please Jimin- ah!”
“Shut your fucking mouth, you liar,” Jimin growls, “I don’t believe a whore like you only had two cocks in here.”
You want to speak, defend yourself, but his fingers enter your mouth as his other hand wraps around your throat to push you closer to him, cutting of your airway.
“Whatever, after I’m done with you, you’ll never remember anyone else between those legs other than me. I’ll fill you up so good you’ll be dripping with my cum for days.”
You moan against his fingers, wiggling away from him a little to take a little break from his punishing thrusts.
He clearly does not like that.
“Take this fucking cock,” he barks at you, biting your shoulder to keep you in place, “don’t run from it.”
“I’m so close, Jimin, I can’t-”
“You can and you will.” Jimin’s authoritative voice fucks you up even more and you’re so sure you will burst into tears if you don’t get to cum soon.
“Jimin, I’ll do anything, j-just… please, let me cum, please.” You know you sound desperate, but that’s because you are.
“This is how I like you,” Jimin says, “there’s none of that cockiness you always have when you talk to me. Just a little slut desperate to cum.”
You whine, because that wasn’t the answer you were hoping for, and receive two more spanks to your already sore ass.
“Come, show me whose bitch are you. Fuck, from now on, you’re only gonna be coming on this dick and nowhere else. I’m gonna carve my cock into your walls.”
Another string of moans announces your release and you come, crying out Jimin’s name and clutching the sheets below you.
“I’m gonna fill you up now you’re gonna be full of my cum for days. I’ll leave you dripping for me, so that everyone will see you belong to me.”
You can’t help but clench around him after hearing those words. You are still coming down from your high and Jimin tries to prolong your orgasm by playing with your clit. His thrusts are now sloppy and you know he’s gonna come too.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” Jimin states. “Tell me you are mine.”
“I’m yours, Jimin,” you breathe out, “this pussy is yours. I am yours.”
“Shit, I’m going to- fuck!”
Jimin moans and you almost come again at how sinful yet erotic that sounded. Hot liquid fills you up completely, just like he said, and he pulls out of you only to see his cum spill out of your swollen cunt.
“You took me so well, baby,” you hear him say. “Stay like that for a minute, please.”
You hear rustling behind you but you’re too tired to move. Suddenly you feel the fabric of your panties pressing against your legs, slowly being dragged up before covering your cum filled pussy.
“Jimin! I’m still- I haven’t-”
“Shh, I know, baby,” he coos, pressing a kiss against your clothed heat, “I want you to return to the party like this. I want every man there to know you’re mine.”
You sigh and sit up, gathering your clothes to put them back on. “Jimin… did you really mean it? When you said you wanted me to be yours?”
“Yes,” he answers and the room stays silent. Suddenly you don’t know what to say or do and you just sit there, legs still trembling, while you play with your fingers. You hear Jimin putting his clothes on, but you don’t dare lift your head.
That is until his hand gently lifts your chin up and your eyes meet.
“Look… I know I’ve been a pain in the ass. I really didn’t like you at first, you were right about that. I thought you were a little…” he trails off and you narrow your eyes at him, knowing what insult was about to come out. “…eh- I just thought you were another dumb girl trying to get into our pants. And when I realized that you actually wanted to be friends and genuinely cared about us… I felt like it was too late to befriend you, you know. So I just kept on going, hoping you’ll slip up and show me that I was right about you from the minute I met you. But you just- didn’t…”
“And when I saw him,” he snorts, “I- fuck. I realized I liked you more and I’m sorry for doing this to you.”
Again, the brown eyed boy pauses, reaching for your skirt to maybe clean you up, but you stop him, firmly grabbing his wrist.
“Are you seriously apologizing for giving me the best orgasm of my life?”
“Yeah, no, I definitely want to keep this-” you point to your crotch, “as you left it. Besides, it is so much more fun when we’re trying not to get caught.
Jimin can’t help but kiss you hungrily after this, and it is only now that you realize that this is your very first kiss. You moan into his mouth and he does the same to you, gripping your shoulders tightly. Pulling away, your lips are swollen and puffy and eyes wide like cherry pies.
“Meet me after the party in my room, I think I still have a lot to play with, kitten.”
You smile at the nickname and leave the room, pretending as if nothing really happened.
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