Chapitre 15: What I Wouldn't Give
"If it isn't the idol with a pussy."
"You think he would strip for me if I show him how big my dick is?"
"Goddamn, look at that ass... come on take a picture."
"You think he gets fucked by his members?"
"What if we pay him for a sex tape? He's our idol, surely he must know how fuckable he is right?"
The fans were excited.
The band members were worried.
Jiminie was scared.
He just wanted to go back to their apartment dorm and sleep his sorrows away. This was the type of scandal that would never go away so easily so there was no point in him fighting it. Everyone would do whatever they wanted with the information and Jiminie knew that the more he tried to fight them, the more they would make a mess of him. So, he watched and walked away, only for them to be surrounded by the roused fans who wanted to get a glimpse of him and even more, his pussy, the cunt that the world had already seen, oh Jiminie.
But Yoongi...
He loved this.
He was enjoying this.
Yoongi knew what the world needed to see Jiminie as pretty as he was, but this was more than perfection and Yoongi would reign in it no matter what happened. He wanted to see how far things could get, so he spoke the words that would forever haunt Jiminie. Words that would break Jiminie's little heart into tiny pieces, bits that Jiminie would probably never recover. They were bits that would lose him and Jiminie was hopeless right there with Min Yoongi beside him, holding his hands.
"You fans are all talk... how about you prove it to us... make a deep fake of me fucking Jiminie. the winner will get to watch me fuck him in real life, like an only fans director," Yoongi spoke, ignoring the gasps that were heard in the crowd. The fans were in pure shock at first, because they had never expected that Min Yoongi would ever do or even say something like that. It was like a suicide in his career for everyone heard him.
But then as much as Yoongi loved music, he loved Jiminie's cunt even more. He loved how Jiminie always responded to him. Even as he stood there with Jiminie, he couldn't help but wonder whether Jiminie's cunt had stopped hurting so he could push his girth into the boy as they went home. He didn't care about anything other than fucking Jiminie senseless like it was his calling, so this didn't mean shit to him. Besides, with the reputation he had and the fans he had amassed, Yoongi knew anything was possible.
"What?" Jiminie asked defeatedly before he fell to the ground, unconscious. But that did stop the excited fans. Some of them took photos of him lying down there with Yoongi holding back the guards as if this was an art exhibition that they needed to see to the fullest. He loved it when Jiminie was sexualized and now that the world knew Jiminie had a pussy, they wouldn't deny it. After all, this was their chance to see Yoongi fucking Jiminie, right?
They all didn't need a genius to know that Min Yoongi had indirectly let the world know that he sometimes fucked Jiminie, and yet that didn't make the headlines, instead they all were focused on being the ones to watch Yoongi fuck Jiminie.
That was their obsession.
The company didn't even bother to say shit about it because they knew that not much would be done. Jiminie was of legal age and Yoongi had told them that Jiminie had consented the first time, so it wasn't his fault that someone had apparently hacked them and found Jiminie and his sex tapes which were supposed to be private. It was going to be hard willing against Min Yoongi, but that was something Jiminie was not even going to do.
"All hail Min Yoongi!" The fans chanted as the boys got into the car, with Yoongi carrying Jiminie in his arms. He made sure to kiss Jiminie on the lips while carrying him bridal style as if to let the world know that nothing could be due to him. Well, technically most people associated Min Yoongi with the international mafia so no matter what they wanted to say, they couldn't shit because those mafia men were way too dangerous and the international governments couldn't day shit.
Jiminie was alone. Completely and utterly alone and at the mercy of Min Yoongi.
The moment the limousine door closed and the curtains were drawn, Yoongi lay an unconscious Jiminie on the floor. It wasn't because he had gotten tired of carrying Jiminie or even that there wasn't enough pace to say Jiminie, no. He lay him on the floor because he loved seeing Jiminie lying there. He loved seeing how helpless his Jiminie always was whenever he was asleep.
Granted, this time, Jiminie had fainted out of shock from what Min Yoongi had said to the fans, but that didn't matter because all they got was a petite boy with a pussy that needed to be fucked over and over. It was like they loved everything about Jiminie even more because of the pussy that was in his pants.
"What the fuck are you doing man. You know you never let us fuck him, and laying him there for us to see is fucked up. If you want him for yourself, hold out and fuck him later," Hobi said, the lust in his eyes for the pretty boy with perched nipples who was laying on the limo floor. Jiminie looked like a goddess even when he was out of it. He looked so perfect and so beautiful it hurt to watch without wanting him.
"I wish I could kiss his neck and watch his body get wet for me. It's been a while since I fucked a boy with pussy but goddamn, I wished I could insert this shaft in his cunt," Kook said as he eyed Jiminie with lusty eyes just like the rest of the boys. It was like they were being tempted and they didn't have much of a say in it because Yoongi had long laid a claim on Jiminie. And they weren't dumb enough to challenge the man when he had decided on a mark anyway.
"If you want him so bad, you can have him," Yoongi said and the boys didn't even wait to hear him say anything again. If anything, they had been waiting for that chance because they rushed to strip Jiminie bare. It was clear that they all wanted a taste of Jiminie without him fidgeting or causing a scene, so Taehyung injected Jiminie with a sleeping drug that would knock him out for more the five hours. It was a cruel thing for them to do, but pleasure before friendships, right?
And so once again, in his helpless state, Jiminie was at the mercy of the Bangtan boys. He couldn't feel anything, not even when Joon and Jin double penetrated his cunt in the limo, or even when Kook fucked his ass senseless while the others found pleasure with him. It was a crazy scenario, and it was full of so much hurt and no comfort.
At the end of the day, they had done this was Yoongi, the same man who had promised Jiminie that he would never let anyone hurt him, had given the five boys permission to fuck him all over. By the time they all were done, Jiminie was a mess, but to them, he was the most beautiful mess they had ever seen. He was perfection, their little perfect toy as they waited to see the deep fakes that the fans had excitedly said they would make.
Maybe Jiminie would get justice, but who would dare go against Min Yoongi when he was linked to the international mafia? Jiminie was doomed and alone, and nothing was ever going to change that.
Maybe it was time he accepted his fate, right?
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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