playboy. pjm

24~스물네~

He chuckled, letting his eyes drink in her features. Her lips. He was mesmerised by them. The way they pursed when she let out the noise of disgust and the plush of them had him trapped. "I really wanna kiss you right now."

Yani was shocked. Her jaw dropped and she stuttered, trying to formulate a coherent response. She didn't want to seem rude to Jimin's friend, however, "I have a boyfriend."

"You could have two."

The proposal was brave, to say the least. Kim Taehyung knew his friend and his jealousy streak. The man was possessive, which was why he shocked himself when he uttered such words.

Their interaction was broken by a displeased Jimin walking up the stairs to find his girlfriend caged by his best friend. "Taehyung."

Not quickly enough, the younger man backed away from her and faced his friend. They clasped hands and bumped shoulders; a greeting with an underlying message. "Hey Jimin. Where have you been?"

"Jin."

His eyes flashed with recognition as he nodded in understanding.

"Are you trying to steal my babygirl?" At those words, Yani moved to Jimin's side and hugged him sideways.

Taehyung cocked his head and smiled brightly, "Try share."

They shared a laugh and started walking back up the stairs, "Try that shit with Jeongguk. You know I'm possessive."

"Well," Taehyung put his hand on the older one's shoulder, "I like her." He put up a 'deuces' sign as he took out his card and entered his room.

"His room's right next to ours?" Yani asked with some hesitation. Jimin was visibly agitated and she had no idea what he would do to her when they were in the privacy of their room.

"Yeah." He locked the door behind her, giving her a glare that sent chills down her spine. "And we're gonna let him know."

Jimin took off his jacket and threw it on a nearby chair. Yani couldn't help but notice the silver glint that peeked out of the inside pocket but decided not to ask about it. Sensing her curiosity, Jimin sat on the edge of the bed and let out a sigh.

"Take it and come kneel."

The girl obeyed, handling the sparkling knife. It was oddly appealing; completely made of silver and the handle having two open circles in which one could slip their fingers in.

"You like it?" He cracked a smile when she nodded, hypnotized by the weapon twinkling in the light. "Come here, baby."

In a few moments, the dynamics changed. Yani belonged to Jimin and Jimin only. Her eyes were wide with anticipation, eager to please him, who was staring in glad adoration.

Jimin smiled fondly at her and they shared a moment. Little did she know, he belonged to her too. Yani was an angel in Jimin's eyes and he would do anything to keep her by his side. She was his saving grace and a hope in his life. In the space they had known each other -- eight months, three weeks and five days -- Jimin knew that he would never let his girl go. "God, I love you."

He told her to get on the bed and lay on her stomach. When she was comfortable, he straddled her legs and flipped her skirt over her ass. "What are you doing to do?"

Jimin kneaded her ass with one hand while the other trailed to her pussy. He noticed the slight she made when he softly dragged the sharp end of the knife along her slit. "Do you trust me?"

"Yes." She answered with no hesitation.

He kept the same repetitive motion. Back and forth the knife went, collecting some of the substance that had accumulated due to her arousal.

They had a mirror as their headboard. Jimin pulled at Yani's braids to make her look at him through the reflection. The picture was clear: Jimin was Yani's superior and that only caused a new wave of arousal for her. Hee took note of the needy and lustful look in her eyes while he taunted her with the weapon. "Please."

"Who do you belong to?"

"I belong to you."

"What's my name?"

"Sir."

He shook his head and tsked. "No baby, my real name."

"Park Jimin."

He kissed the exposed part of her back once and returned to his position, licking her wetness off the blade. "Good." Jimin placed the tip of the knife on her right butt cheek. "Wanna let everyone know?"

"You mean carve it on me?"

"Mhm."

This was a new realm for Yani. She felt her heart rate speed up and her mind buzz at the thought of the act. After a few moments of contemplation, she answered "Yes."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

He leaned down, getting into position and spanked her playfully. "Tell me if it's too much, okay, babygirl?"

"Yes, Sir."

{warning: blood kink?}

Jimin wasted no time getting to work. The lines and curves of the Korean language were not too painful, Yani thought. She linked the characters in her mind to guess what he was writing.

박

She knew what this meant and why he was doing this. Taehyung's--

"Ow."

"Sorry."

지

-- act of bravery evoked a new sense of possessiveness in Jimin.

민

She could feel the jealousy radiating off of him.

의

However--

"아! 씹알!"

"미안해." (Sorry)

걸

She couldn't help but wonder,

레

What if?

같

"Ah!" Tears fell down her face as she felt the punctures in her skin more aggressively.

"Must I stop?"

"No!" She sniffled.

은

Her legs started throwing themselves about, only held down by Jimin's thighs caging her. "지랄!"

"Baby, I'll stop!"

"No! Finish."

년

"Oh my God." She threw her face down as she sobbed into the sheets, feeling the blood trickle down her thigh.

{over}

"Let's go get you cleaned up." He picked her up, albeit having some struggle. "You gained weight, babygirl." He smiled at her.

"I'm sorry, Sir. I'll lose it."

"No. I like it."

He set her down and turned the shower handle so that the water could warm up. Yani turned so that her back faced the mirror and looked back at herself.

"What does it say?" Jimin bunched up her skirt at her waist.

박 지민의 걸레같은 년. Park Jimin's whore. "I love it."

He was surprised, to say the least. "You do?"

"Yeah." Yani took off her clothes and underwear, walking into the shower. "Join me?"

He tilted his head, smirking.

"To save water, of course."