In the midst of trying to mend his relationship with Y/N, Jimin still finds himself locked in an unending feud with Lee Taemin. Taemin harbors a deep-seated grudge against the Park family, particularly Jimin, whom he blames for not rescuing his firs...
T/W: This chapter contains nudity and explicit sexual materials. Please skip if you're underage. You can skip this chapter if you're uncomfortable because it won't affect the story line.
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Jimin quickly unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants, revealing his hardened member.
Y/N gasped at his sudden action, her eyebrows furrowing. "Park Jimin! You tricked me!"
"I didn't, babe. You said you wanted to help me massage it, didn't you?" Jimin grinned innocently. "Now, massage it."
Fortunately for Jimin, Y/N was in the mood to please him. Understanding that he must have been under a lot of stress, she wanted to help him find some relief. He had been good lately, deserving a reward.
Y/N licked her lips as her hand sensually wrapped around Jimin's hardening length. Jimin couldn't contain a shaky moan as she began to pump him with a deliberate slowness that only intensified the pleasure.
Her hands worked wonders, the perfect grip. The room was filled with the explicit sounds of desire.
Jimin couldn't help but buck his hips involuntarily as he felt Y/N spreading his pre-cum onto his sensitive tip, her delicate touch heightening the intensity of the moment. Her thumb rubbed the glistening wetness. He softly moaned and hissing at her touch.
"Put it in your mouth," Jimin demanded.
Y/N's tongue coiled around his length, Her hands cupped his balls, applying just the right pressure as she teased him with a seductive stripe up his throbbing member.
"Oh, fuck," Jimin groaned, his head tilting back in bliss. The restraints added an extra layer of anticipation, and he tugged against them in a desperate attempt to feel more.
With a swirl, her tongue lingered at his sensitive tip, relishing in the way he responded. As she hollowed her cheeks, she took him deep into her throat, employing every trick she knew would drive him wild.
"Fuck!" He whined.
Jimin praised her, "Your mouth feels so good." The room filled with soft moans and the sound of her efforts to please him. Jimin's appreciation continued, each word laced with desire.
Jimin, overcome with desire, pulled away, leaving a glistening connection between his arousal and Y/N's lips.
"Take off your clothes, I want to see those tits." His tone dripped with command as he urged Y/N.
Obediently, Y/N undressed under his hungry eyes and eager smirk. His hands eagerly explored her exposed form, squeezing her breasts sensually. A slap on her breasts, a testament to his unrestrained desire, echoed in the room before he decisively guided his arousal back into the warmth of her mouth.
"Open your mouth." Jimin commanded before roughly pushed his hardened member back. Groans of pleasure filled the air as Jimin cupped her breast and slightly pinched her nipples.
Jimin's gaze was fixated on Y/N as she bobbed her head, sucking him off. His eyes were practically ablaze with lust. "You look so beautiful from up here,"
The intensity of the moment hung in the air, and Jimin found himself holding his breath, fighting against the overwhelming urge to cum right then and there.
The vision before him was nothing short of perfect. He couldn't help but vocalize his praise. "My beautiful girl..."
"Mhm, Y/N, feels so good," Jimin's hands found their way to her hair, fingers gently tangling as he surrendered to the pleasure she was providing. "Taking my cock so well..."
As Jimin's pleasure escalated, the grip on Y/N's hair tightened, his senses engulfed by the intoxicating waves of ecstasy. He began to thrust with an intensified rhythm. Groans and moans escaping his lips as he observed her kneeling form with a lustful gaze.
In the haze of passion, Jimin unwittingly accelerated, his movements becoming more urgent. The realization of his actions faded amidst the throes of pleasure.
He found himself instinctively gripping her head, guiding the motion as her lips enveloped him, each thrust pushing his length until it reached the depths of her throat. "Shit, Y/N, so good. So fucking good..." he panted, words escaping him in breathy fragments.
Jimin's pace lacked gentleness; quite the opposite, he engaged in an aggressive, rough rhythm, succumbing to the primal desire.
Y/N's fingers tensed around Jimin's knees, desperately seeking an anchor amidst the tempest of sensations that engulfed her as he violently thrust into her mouth.
With every forceful thrust, Jimin penetrated deeply, relishing the gagging sounds that echoed in the room. Each sound only served to heighten Jimin's arousal.
Y/N, caught in the dichotomy of sensations, tilted her eyes upward, meeting Jimin's gaze. The vulnerability in her eyes clashed with the raw, explicit act he was subjecting her to.
Her tear-filled eyes glistened as she gazed up at him, the glossiness reflecting the intensity of the moment. Tear tracks traced the curve of her cheeks. She stared at Jimin, grunting and breathing heavily, each forceful motion slamming her head onto his throbbing length.
Jimin's husky voice reverberated through the room, a stark contrast to the tender touch of his hand wiping away the tears cascading down Y/N's cheeks. "My good girl," he praised. His fingers, gentle on her cheek, provided a momentary respite from the intensity of his actions.
"Mhmm fuck, oh fuck..." Jimin's head tilted back, ecstasy etched across his features, lost in the intoxicating warmth of her mouth.
His length, now twitching with urgency, elicited a guttural moan. "Fuck! I-I'm close..." Jimin's confession hung in the air.
Jimin, caught in the throes of ecstasy, pressed her head even deeper, releasing his cum into the depths of her throat. As he withdrew, a delicate string of saliva and his cum lingered between the tip of his arousal and her parted lips.
His hands, which had entwined in her hair, gently disengaged as she took a deep, satisfying breath. Jimin, panting with a contented smile, looked down at her. "Swallow it," he demanded, the command laced with a blend of authority and appreciation for her willingness to let him have his way with her.
"What a good fucking girl," Jimin praised once more, his words a mixture of satisfaction. "I know you can take it whole." He gently took hold of her chin, planting a tender kiss on her forehead.
Just as Y/N assumed he was satisfied, Jimin redirected his persistently hardened member toward her chest. "Now, let me fuck your tits," he urged with a heated intensity.
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A/N: What a sad fucking day! But I am here to cheer you up, I hope y'all dirty hoes are happy 🫶🏻
