Chapter 9: Well, I'll Be Damned
"Is this why Jiminie has been apprehensive about showering with the Hyungs? Because he has a cunt?" Yoongi said loudly, as he spanked Jiminie's cunt, sending waves of pleasure in Jimini's body, earning a moan that got Yoongi so jealous he smashed his lips against Jiminie's in a bid to swallow the moans while he spanked Jiminie's cunt again. This time, he was rough and gentle at the same time, poor thing.
"You do know only girls have cunts, right?" Yoongi said loud enough and the boys outside the door began banding the door, wanting to get in; they hadn't been expecting this and were excited, a little too edited for their own good. They wanted to see Jiminie's cunt and there was no doubt that they wanted to fuck him and fill him up. They were already making crude jokes and Jiminie wasn't sure if his resolve could hold. These people were supposed to be his friends, but then they were just workmates after all.
"No… 'm not a girl," Jiminie whined while Yoongi kissed his abdomen gently, like he was scared that he would hurt him. Everything was so contrasting and Jiminie wasn't sure what would happen next.
Yoongi forced him to play along with the crudeness, when he should have been the psycho who got everything he wanted and how he wanted it. Or was this just to make Jiminie ease into the character before Yoongi would screw him over? Oh, but Jiminie was sick of thinking. All he wanted was to get out of here, but the bastard was making it a little too hard for him.
"Are you not?... But you have a cunt, baby," Yoongi said as he forced a finger into Jiminie's cunt without warning, making Jiminie let out a loud moan. This wasn't what was supposed to happen, but then with Yoongi, Jiminie was never certain of anything, not to mention the fact that his body was already betraying him by being so wet and drippy.
"Fuck," Jiminie whimpered in pleasure as Yoongi's long hand massaged his clit, overstimulating it while the finger inside of him drew circles inside his cunt.
"Please," Jiminie begged.
"Aah I see… the apology needs to be louder than the disrespect sweetheart," Yoongi said and Jiminie knew this wasn't even about the pretense anymore. He was angry and yet all Yoongi seemed to think of was that Jiminie was throwing a tantrum.
On one end Jiminie wanted him to stop, and on the other Jiminie wanted to see what Yoongi would do to him.
"Says the one who can't make me cum," Jiminie bit back.
"Is that a challenge, sweetheart?" Yoongi asked as he looked at Jiminie, whose eyes were a mix of anger and lust.
"So what if it is?" Jiminie dared and Yoongi let out a sinister chuckle, as he roughly removed his finger from Jiminie's cunt, and pushed Jiminie's body against the wall so hard that there wasn't even space between them. Yoongi then pushed his knee between Jiminie's legs, the fabric of his pants instantly dampening with Jiminie's slick, as he spread Jiminie's legs, so his cunt, was sitting on his knee.
"Are you sure about that?" Yoongi asked and Jiminie stared at him with lust-filled eyes. He wasn't thinking straight and a part of Jiminie wanted him to regret this. But what's there to regret if Jiminie had been regretting a lot of things from the very beginning anyway? If anything, this was the last time they would see each other right?
"There are five other dicks outside this door that want to make me cum. I may despise them right now, but I'm so sure they can do a better job than y–" Jiminie began and Yoongi began moving his knee against Jiminie's clit, forcing a moan out of him.
With one hand holding Jiminie's hands up against the wall, and the other on the petite boy's waist, Yoongi gently moved Jimini's body a little lower so his cunt was in the right position on his knee. His face was on the same level as Jiminie's tits, two protruding it that he had suddenly taken a liking to and was slowly getting obsessed with.
Jiminie stared at Yoongi, curiosity in his eyes, and all senses leaving his brain when he felt Yoongi rub his knee slowly but surely against Jiminie's clit, stimulating gently even though he knew it was just a matter of time before he picked up the pace and was humping the boy like it was Jiminie's greatest desire.
Yoongi's mouth worked on Jimini's tits, with the hand previously on Jiminie's waist, changing positions to cupping Jiminie's delicate and soft butt.
"No… wait... Wh– holy hell, Yoongiah," Jiminie whimpered when he felt his body getting a little too excited for all of this. His position wasn't exactly the best if he was determined to prove to Yoongi that the man couldn't make him cum. This was his insanity and as Yoongi ignored him and moved Jiminie's body against him Jiminie knew he was screwed.
But he liked it.
Actually, he loved it.
He loved how Yoongi pitched his butt occasionally, gently moving his ass so his clit could be stimulated by his knee, something that he was yet to comprehend. He loved how wet he was against Yoongi's pants and yet the man didn't seem to mind. Jiminie loved how Yoongi grunted as he bit on his tits like he was in heaven. Jiminie had long been certain that Yoongi couldn't multitask, but when his first, second, and third orgasms hit him, he wasn't so sure anymore.
Hell, he wasn't sure if he was pleading with Yoongi to finger him, fuck him or own him.
"Use me as you wish," Jiminie said somewhere along the way, earning growls from Yoongi as he roughly removed his motu from Jiminie's tits with a pop sound, before smashing them against his lips.
Yoongi replaced his knee with three fingers right into Jiminie's can't without warning. He was like an animal as he kissed Jiminie like the world was about to end, while fucking him with his fingers like this was the last time he would have access to a cunt so tight.
"Careful, baby, we have a company to serve," Yoongi said and Jiminie just grumbled.
"I'm going to quit, remember?" Jiminie said against Yoongi's lips, and the man just laughed at him, like it was the most stupid thing that he had ever heard.
"No, you won't," Yoongi said confidently and Jiminie snorted this time.
"I will," Jiminie said defiantly.
"If you quit, then I won't fuck you," Yoongi warned and Jiminie rolled his eyes at Yoongi.
"With your fingers? Oh please, there are five dicks waiting out there for me," Jiminie said before he felt a movement in his cunt.
"Well then, I'll just pull out, sweetheart," Yoongi said and Jiminie could have sworn he felt a little emptier than he had been earlier.
"What?" Jiminie asked as he snapped back to reality, only to see Yoongi's huge long dick gently pull out of him. He could have sworn he wasn't fucked earlier, but what the hell?
"You didn't even realize when I inserted my dick in your cunt sweetheart. You must have loved the way I filed you up didn't you? But y'know what? Only I can make you THAT delirious, baby. You quit the band… and you will never get to any other orgasms by me."
"Wait, what?" Jiminie asked as he tried to get a hold of himself.
"The choice is yours. Anyway, I'll leave now, the company called us an hour ago. I'll tell you that you're not feeling well. But after that, you decide, all right?" Yoongi said, licking Jiminie's cheeks wetly, as he pulled his pants up, zipper them, and opened the door, leaving Jiminie standing there against the wall, wondering when the fuck Yoongi had inserted his dick into him, and whether the orgasms he had gotten earlier were because of the man's knees, fingers or his dick.
"Well, I'll be damned," was all Jiminie could manage as he tried to regain control over himself.
Before Jiminie could even close the door, Tae rushed in with his camera, taking photos of Jiminie, who was still flustered a daisy somewhere between reality and delusions.
"He totally fucked you, didn't he?" Tae whispered, his hands resting on the elder's shaking thigh that was dripping with slick and cum.
"You look like a pretty cum doll with that cunt," Tae said as he hurriedly bent down and took one long lick at Jiminie's cunt that was still throbbing. It was calling out to him and if they had time, Tae would have cleaned him up pretty well, but then again Jiminie looked so pretty while he was wet and confused.
"Fucking hell, Jiminie. You taste heavenly… Anyway, gotta go, I wouldn't want to be late for the meeting. See you around, Jiminie," Tae said, before rushing out the door, leaving Jiminie confused as hell.
Had he been fucked?
Was he really going to quit though?
"What just happened?"
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