《The Devil I Love | Jikook Smut |》Chapter 24: Take Control~
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Jimin tugged the leash once more, planting his hand down on Jungkook's chest before letting out a soft gasp as his body moved up and down on Jungkook's cock. He gripped tightly onto the black leather of the leash, but he tugged it in a way that he wouldn't harm Jungkook at all. He just wanted Jungkook to keep looking at him instead of pressing his head back against the pillow and staring up at the ceiling at times.
"Touch... touch me? Jungkook... ah-Ah! You... you wouldn't want to break the rules, would you? Ah~ Jungkook- Oh! Oh, look... Look at me..." Jimin exhaled briefly and heavily as his hips moved in sync with Jungkook. Both knowing how to move just their hips well and not their whole body in one grind.
"Mmh- ah~ Jimin... fuck.. you're driving me insane!"
"Good... mh- I'm... I'm in control right now... you'll have your turn in a bit~" Jimin held a slight smirk into his red face. However, Jungkook could barely make out the color of his face with the red lighting beaming on their bodies. All he could see was his perfect body, pale skin standing out of the red and the way his cock slipped deep inside Jimin and slipped out with every grind of their hips.
"I'm looking at you... n-now... Ah~ oh... oh, Jimin! You're making it difficult for me to keep my... my hands still-fuck!" Jungkook growled and kept his stare at Jimin. Biting his bottom lip and watching Jimin slide his hand up his oily chest.
"Oh how I... how I love it when you.... when you bite that lip of yours... Ah~ oh... Jungkook!" Jimin found it difficult to speak to Jungkook while the younger was roughly ramming his hips against Jimin's body. Giving it to him rough like he always liked it.
"Mh... Fuck... I can't... I can't keep my hands still..." Jungkook growled. Guiding his gaze up Jimin's perfect body before looking behind him and seeing the mirror by the pole and watching their reflection from there. Enjoying how Jimin's plump rear had his lengthy cock pushing in and out so suddenly.
Jungkook tugged down on his wrists, finally knowing why the leather was wrapped around the cuffs. He tugged and took breaks on wanting to break his hands free, but the more he did so, Jimin tugged the leash and guided his finger along the dominant's nipple before teasing him by pinching it slightly.
"Jungkook-ah~ you don't... you don't want to break the rules... do you?~ if you do, I... I won't reward you...mh-" Jimin whispered breathlessly as Jungkook didn't take a moment to slow his thrusts. The more he couldn't gain control over Jimin, the more his hips couldn't stop. In a way, this was the only movement he could control on his own and he made sure he was getting back at Jimin for it.
"Mh... what if I do?" Jungkook said into a smirk as sweat ran down his face, but with the lighting it was tough to see.
Jimin then ran his hand up as he moved his body down and breathed heavily since Jungkook's cock kept thrusting inside of him and gushing out with pre-cum at the slit. With the pre-cum and the lube making things swift, Jimin couldn't really talk much without moaning helplessly. This was something Jungkook knew so he made sure only moans could come out of his mouth. Yet, he enjoyed watching how Jimin would try his best to communicate and stay in control.
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Jimin was face to face with Jungkook. Having his oily body glide up and down Jungkook's while the younger kept jolting his hips up repeatedly to make sure he made Jimin weak and moan against his ear like he always imagined he would.
"Ah! AH-" Jimin moaned against Jungkook's neck. Biting onto his own lip before looking up at the younger and pressing his forehead against his. Just then, his heart was pounding against the younger dominant, their oily nipples rubbed against each other and Jimin's wet and sensitive member twitched just at the tip with pre-cum continuously pumping out of the slit uncontrollably. "Jungkook.... Jungkook..."
"Cant speak?~" Jungkook said into a sly whisper in between his groans and began to lick along Jimin's plump lips.
Jimin smiled into the kiss and Jungkook could already imagine his red and sweaty little face that made him continue to passionately slide his tongue in between Jimin's lips to touch his tongue. Hearing him hold back moans into helpless hums. Not sure how long he could keep this up before he gives into Jungkook.
Jimin's soft hand ran up Jungkook's neck and finally latched onto his jaw. Pointing his chin up and wrapping the loose leash around his other hand until he had his hand against the collar. Next, Jimin passionately kissed Jungkook. Trying to distract himself of how close he was to cumming from all the harsh thrusts he wanted so desperately from the beginning. Jimin fought back his moans into the kiss as his eyes closed tightly. Wanting to lose himself in Jungkook's lips for the moment and whimper in between them.
"I won't... I won't let you fuck me the way.. the way you want to if you... if you break free from... oh- t-those... those handcuffs-" Jimin replied and continued to kiss Jungkook and tug onto the leash teasingly.
Jungkook then began to bite Jimin's lip; not too hard and definitely not too soft. He tugged onto it before sucking onto the plump bottom lip and hearing Jimin's helpless whines as he wanted to keep himself from cumming too soon, but that feeling approached him sooner than he thought.
"Fuck... OH, JUNGKOOK!" Jimin moaned loudly as his head dropped against the dominant's chest. Now losing his distraction which made him focus more on the way Jungkook was thrusting into him. He couldn't distract himself any further, so now he was getting closer to cumming and moaning Jungkook's name uncontrollably. Just the way Jungkook wanted it.
He enjoyed Jimin having his moment in control, but Jungkook loved seeing how fast Jimin would give in. Jimin's mouth caved open against Jungkook's chest as his drool escaped and his eyes couldn't remain closed since they would roll back from the pleasurable ways Jungkook kept shoving his cock in and out of him. Satisfying that burning urge that lived on inside of Jimin every time he would see the young man or even think of him.
Jimin then sat up, unraveling the leash along his hand just so his hand wouldn't be by the collar, yet, he still held onto it tightly. His legs were trembling by now as Jungkook noticed Jimin unlatching the lock that kept his wrists locked in the handcuffs. No need for a key. As soon as Jimin freed Jungkook, the younger ran his hands up Jimin's body freely and felt the oil lathered over his perfect curves before he slowed down on his thrusts and pulled out for this next part.
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"I knew you would give in~" Jungkook whispered and once his hands were latched onto the back of Jimin's neck and head to support his posture, Jungkook swiftly turned over and made sure he was on top now. Having Jimin underneath him and setting his head comfortably over the pillow.
"Fuck me hard already..." Jimin begged into a whine as Jungkook could already tell Jimin was close to his climax. The younger swiftly placed Jimin's knees against his hips and planted his right hand against the bed way above Jimin's head while the other on the side of Jimin's plump rear. Gripping onto it tightly as he finally pushed himself back in. At that very moment, Jimin tugged the leash and made Jungkook move his head down and meet with the side of Jimin's neck. Teasing him with bites and softly sucking onto his skin before moving his head down to leave a trail of kisses.
He thrusted passionately at first. Going in gently until he began to pick up his pace. That's when Jimin tugged onto the leash once more and slammed his other hand against Jungkook's back before letting out a loud scream into his moan. That's when Jungkook knew he thrusted into Jimin's prostate.
"JUNGKOOK!" Jimin moaned his name loudly and panted sweetly. Breathing heavily and pressing his head back against the pillow as he continued to moan loudly the more Jungkook continued to thrust in roughly to his wet entrance fully filled with more pre-cum than lube. "Mh... AH- AHH!"
Jimin's screams were perfect. Jungkook always wanted to hear the sweet little 'angel' finally succumb to him and shout his moans ever since the first time they had sex silently at the studio. Now, Jungkook didn't want to hear him silence himself ever again. At least, not when they were alone in private like this.
"FUCK- OH, I'M GOING TO CUM..." Jimin shouted and tightened his walls around Jungkook's big length, grabbing onto the leash tightly and leaving scratch marks against the younger's back once again.
"Ah... ah... cum....I want you to cum screaming my name..." Jungkook whispered against Jimin's ear. Hearing him hitch his breath and press the side of his face against Jungkook's to keep his moans against his ear. "I want to feel you against my skin... oh... oh Jimin... what.. ah- what have you done to me?"
Jimin was losing himself now. He closed his eyes tightly and threw his head back. Pulling onto the leash to keep Jungkook against his ear. Groaning and gracing him with his low growls that Jimin could never get enough of. His body arched forward and instantly his hand over Jungkook's back, deepened on a scratch mark before he gasped loudly.
"O-OH JUNGKOOK! AH-AH..." Jimin screamed his moan in a slightly pitched way against Jungkook's ear before he jolted his hips and came against the young dominant's hips. Leaving himself in a breathless mess while Jungkook only continued. Longing to reach his limit now. He just didn't think he would last longer than Jimin at the moment.
Jimin's tip squirted with cum, causing him to leave his mouth pulled apart as drool escaped the corner of his lips and his eyes fluttered shut so quickly. He couldn't dare to speak nor moan continuously. Now his heavy pants were what came out of his mouth as if he ran a mile.
"Jimin... Jimin... ah~ Ah!" Jungkook moaned and kissed the bottom over his lips while their messy kisses carried their breathless pants. Jungkook now felt the tension of his climax catching up to him. He just didn't want to stop for a second now that he was going to reach it. He continued thrusting roughly, hearing Jimin gasp while he kept Jungkook against his neck. Not wanting him to pull away even once!
The sweat on Jungkook's red face matched Jimin's in that very moment as Jungkook just couldn't slow down for a second. Just then, his final thrusts pushed deeply until he felt Jimin turn his face away so suddenly and gasp. This was it for the dominant. With the way Jimin's entrance still clenched, his breathless body burning up and the way his hands still managed to gather strength to pull the leash and drag scratch marks down Jungkook's back in the overwhelming pleasure he had, Jungkook was now at his end.
He thrusted deeply and steadied his thrusts as he looked at Jimin, losing his mind at how much he loved this and wanted so much more. So Jungkook finally thrusted in and finally came inside of Jimin. Letting out a moan of relief after he got rid of the cum building up inside him and letting it all out inside Jimin's warm and tight hole.
"OH- Oh Jimin!" Jungkook moaned and finally felt his cum filling Jimin up as he let out an exhale and dropped onto Jimin's body carefully. Hearing their breathing match and heartbeats do the same. "Fuck... ah, Jimin... oh that was amazing.."
"Ah... ah-hah... ah.." Jimin panted along with Jungkook and finally let go of the leash and dropped his hands onto the bed to catch his uneven breath while he closed his eyes. Trying to muster up the energy to say something other than catching onto his own breath.
The room was filled with breathless gasps as Jungkook finally got off of Jimin and laid right by him. Looking up at the ceiling while Jimin still had the dominant's cum racing down his entrance. They were silent at that moment until Jimin turned over and climbed over Jungkook's body to rest over his chest. Wanting his heartbeat to be matched with Jungkook's. To the younger, he didn't think Jimin would cling onto him even after such a satisfying game that left them to lay on the same bed without touching after it. But Jimin clung onto him even after that. Not wanting him to go anywhere after they were done. Aside from sex, Jungkook was the cause of what made him happy, so he hugged him tightly and kept Jungkook in his arms after it all.
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