#subjimin

[coquetteprincesss]

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long post ahead, but... just for ya!

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© coquetteprincesss

[bts-hyperfixation]

Subspace - kinktober - day 25

Sub!Jimin

Jimin lies on the bed. A complicated series of knots keep him spread wide for you as your hand whips at his thigh. A glowing red mark is left behind at the harsh slap. Jimin lets out a groan at the pain and squirms in his attempt s to recoil.

“So useless baby, can’t even take a little slap” your pout is mean as you lean forward to lick at the sore flesh, leaving a harsh bite in the middle, making him howl again. You loved him like this. So fucked out, barely able to form a sentence as you tease every inch of his flesh. So eager to please your every whim. You crawl up the bed leaving soothing kisses along his stomach, admiring the marks you left there earlier. You come to as top at his head. Knees straddled either side. He licks his lips at the sight of your dripping pussy, presented so tantalizingly close. He sticks his tongue out and tries to push his head forwards, wanting nothing more than a taste of you, his treat after being played with for so long.

“Not yet Jiminie,” You scold pushing his forehead back “You are to wait until I say so” you use one had to push his cheeks together, his lips forced into a perfect little pout. “Do you understand me slut?” he nods as best he can in your grip, and you release him, patting his face patronizingly. You arch yourself backwards and play with his dick, teasing him relentlessly as your clit brushes against the tip of his nose. He writhes a little underneath you, desperate not to cum. He knows he isn’t allowed without your permission. As you feel him stiffen, unable to hold it in himself, you let go. You return your attention to his head. Your hands find purchase in his hair as you lower yourself onto his lips. You pull at his blonde locks as a signal for him to start, and he does. He laps feverishly at your folds, drinking in your arousal as he whimpers from the taste. You tug at his hair, controlling his angle and focusing his attention where you need it. As always, your perfect little sub fails to disappoint. Your orgasm comes quickly coating Jimin’s face as you grind down, suffocating him just a little.

You pull back as the pleasure fades and reach for a towel to clean him.

“Are you okay baby? You did so good for me today, you were so perfect for me.” He is clearly still stuck in his head, his eyes unable to focus. “Let me take care of you baby and then we will go take a nice cool bath okay?” he nods, and you move to untie his restraints, looking over for any bruising left behind. When you are sure he is okay you slip between his legs to take care of his till throbbing cock. You carefully slip it into your mouth. Aiming to please, not tease, you take the full length and lick at the thick vein along the underside that you know drives him crazy. He is cumming within seconds, ropes of cum shoot down your mouth and leave a trail connecting you to him as you release his softening dick. You clean off your mouth with the same towel and find his favourite blanket out of his care box.

Wrapping him up tightly and stroking his face you whisper “Come back to me baby, you’ve been so good” he finally manages to meet your eyes before blinking a few times. A lazy smile crosses his face.

“That was so fun Miss” you lean in to kiss his puffy lips before leaving to run that bath you promised

Kinktober

Masterlist

Taglist

@adventuresinwonderlust @sweeneyblue1 @samros95 @thedarkwinterrose

[sincerelynamkook]

Senses

Jimin First POV

Genre: Smut 🔥

Word Count: 1539

Playlist: “Callaita” by Bad Bunny & Tainy // “Me Gusta” by Natti Natasha

Warnings: dom reader x sub jimin, switch, mention of sex toys, mention of choking (very subtle), wax kink

“Do you trust me?” Her whispered words fall on my lips as she leans in to give me a soft kiss. 

I’m at her mercy. Sitting on the floor with hands on my lap, making sure not to move a muscle no matter how much I want to touch her. 

I had my fun with her last night, now it’s her turn to do with me as she wishes. 

“Jimin.” She calls my name in a tone I know not to mess with, even though I really want to be sassy. I swallow my original response and look up at her as I reply “Yes mistress. I trust you.” 

She smiles my favorite smile. Sweet with a little mischief. I see her grab something from our chest that’s under the window, the chest that stores our favorite toys. 

I make sure to keep my eyes down as she walks back to me. 

“Kneel.” She commands. I try my hardest to stop my hands from roaming up her bare legs as I move from my sitting position to kneel. My hands fist, hurting from the strength it takes to hold back. 

“Good boy. Close your eyes.” She whispers in my ear. Her hair cascading around our faces like a curtain. I take a deep breath and inhale her sweet and sensual scent. 

I do as she says and close my eyes. I feel velvet over my eyes and realize she’s blindfolding me. I smirk hoping she doesn’t see it. I’m intrigued. 

“I saw that.” She says as she tightens the blindfold even more. I snicker which results in my hair being pulled...hard. I swallow, turned on by her strength. 

She licks up my throat with the tip of her tongue, following the length of my jawline up to my ear to which she bites roughly. 

“Did I say you could laugh?” I swallow again before replying, this is a side I haven’t seen from her before and I’m hardening more and more by the second. 

“No mistress. I’m sorry.” I respond breathlessly. I feel her take a step back. 

“Stand.” I do as she says and stand with my hands by my sides awaiting her next move. I can sense her circling me and I’m proven right when she wraps her arms around me from behind. Her cold hands causing goosebumps to rise all over my body. An unexpected moan comes out. I feel her smile on my back. 

She caresses my body torturously slow as if inspecting every inch of skin exposed to her. Her hands come up to my neck, caressing at first before squeezing and causing me to gasp. She knows this kink is my weakness, but I’m surprised when I feel her put a collar on me. 

I hear the clink of it being snapped closed on my neck and the jingle of something being attached to it at the front. I realize it’s some sort of leash when I feel my body being pulled forward by my neck. I smirk again realizing just how creative my girl is. 

She leads me to the bed and pushes me on top of it. 

“Hands over your head.” She commands to which I obey. My hands fist, not knowing how much more I can handle before my dominance tries to take over. 

I shiver and gasp when I feel something wet and cold on my stomach. That gasp turns into a moan when I feel the coldness being replaced by the heat of her mouth as she licks and sucks at the trail left on my body by what I assumed was ice cubes. 

“Babe-“ I start to say but I stop my next words when I feel the sting of something being attached to my nipples. 

“Every time your mouth opens to say something that I didn’t not ask for, I’ll punish you with this. Understood?” She asks as she pulls on the chain connecting the nipple clamps. I bite my lip to stop myself from crying in pleasurable pain. 

“Yes ma’am.” I say as I take a deep breath. 

I feel the weight of her body leave the bed I can hear her walk towards the bedroom door and I’m left alone for what feels like hours. 

I’m still hyper aware of everything around me, emphasized even more by the fact that I’m blindfolded. 

After what feels like decades, I hear walk back inside. She climbs up my body until she sits on me. Her bare pussy right over my hardened dick. I can feel her wetness even through my underwear. I softly smile knowing how much this is also affecting her. 

“You didn’t move an inch. Good job.” She says as she gives me a soft kiss which I reciprocate. 

My hands ball into fists when I feel her tug my underwear down my legs until they’re removed. She massages up my thighs, followed by her soft kisses. I let out a moan expecting her to kiss my dick but she avoids it at all costs. I whine, getting tired of the teasing. 

She pulls at my nipple clamps causing a cry of pain. It feels as though my dick is standing at full attention, asking, pleading for her mouth. 

I hear her soft laugh meaning she’s enjoying this torture she’s causing me. 

All my thoughts are wiped out when I feel something burning hot drip on my chest followed by the coolness of her breath as she blows over it. Is that wax she just poured over me? 

I feel the burning sensation as she pours more  wax all over my abs. My breaths are becoming more shallow, from the pain and pleasure. I realize I’m close to being on sensory overload but this feels too good to tell her to stop. 

My abs contract when I feel her tug at the dried wax with her teeth. I cry out in pleasure, moaning when she licks up the skin that was covered in wax. She does this for what feels a lifetime. 

My nails dig into my palms as I ball them into fists, causing more pain to this pleasurable experience. 

My breath is coming out in quick bursts and I feel like I’m about to cum from this pleasure alone. 

She pulls at the nipple clamps at the same time her mouth surrounds my dick. I cry out in pleasure, relishing in the feel of her warm and wet mouth surrounding me. I hold myself from pumping myself in and out of her mouth, reminding myself I’m at her merch. 

She sucks me as if I was her last meal, my dick hitting the back of her throat a few times making her gag. I moan at the feeling her gags cause. 

I feel myself cumming in no time but my girl knows my body too well when I hear my dick leave her mouth with a pop. 

She climbs up my body, pulling at the nipple clamps until they’re released. I hear them fall on the floor when she throws them behind her. Her mouth lands on my lips, giving me a hot and sensual kiss complete with tongue while I feel her hands come behind my head to remove the blindfold. 

My hands are still over my head, not moving an inch but just enjoying the feel of her tongue playing with mine. The blindfold is now gone and I feel her hands around my neck. Her mouth leaves mine to move to my ears and I almost cum at her next whispered words. 

“Switch.” 

I smile as I wrap my arms around her and roll over until she’s behind me. I can’t wait any longer and push myself inside her, enjoying her moans of pleasure I start to pump my dick in and out her. “About fucking time babe.”

She’s drenched which means she was at her breaking point. 

“Just shut up and fuck me.” She says, biting down on my shoulder when I hit just the spot that makes her roll her eyes in pleasure. 

I kiss her with what feels like every fiber of my being, sucking at her lips, her tongue, wanting to be even closer to her. 

“Baby, I’m close.” I hear her moan out. Good thing because I would’ve orgasmed minutes ago but I stopped myself wanting her to do it with me. 

“Cum with me babe.” I lift one of her legs to give me a better angle. She holds on tight to my arm as I feel her body shake with her orgasm. 

“Fuck” she cries out. Hearing the amount of pleasure in that one word has me cumming right after her. Biting her leg I fuck her through both our orgasms, enjoying the low grunts coming out her sweet mouth. 

I fall on top of her, engulfing her in my arms as we come down from our high. Kissing her forehead every now and then, feeling her soft kisses on my chest. 

“Y/N, where the fuck did you learn all that?” I ask her once we’re both able to speak. 

She softly giggles, “a mistress never reveals her secrets.” 

Well hot damn. I found myself a little dominatrix didn’t I? 

[ttaekookss]

MASTERLIST

Information:

I’m only writing !switch Maknae line for various reasons. Mostly because Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook are the easiest to view as subs (sometimes even !switch or !dom). When i write i usually use the term "you" or "y/n".

Requests: currently open!

When it comes to requests am i really fast to confirm or deny. Some requests may be too hard for me to write or they can be uncomortable for me.

Other accounts:

I have a !sub BTS recommendation account named @favesubfics

Taglist: comment on my posts and i’ll tag you!

BTS

PARK JIMIN:

First night - !sub Jimin x reader

KIM TAEHYUNG:

(Coming soon)

Jeon Jungkook:

Jungkook’s reaction to you saying

"I love you" - Jungkook x Reader

Anniversary: Jungkook x reader

[ihaveathingforbts]

submission by: kpop-is-her-style

[sinnertae]

(Sub Jimin from bittersweet) Do you get jealous when your mistress isn't paying attention to you?

A little bit, but please don't tell her. Mistress doesn't like it and usually punishs me for being greedy.

[inktae]

Thank you for that rant! I'm working on planning a fantasy bts story and everyone I told asked, "Will you put any smut in it?" "Oh your smut is so good though!" So your rant brought me back on track and made me realize I write what I like

I’m super happy that the post inspired you to write what you really want!! if you want to include smut that’s okay, but if you don’t then that’s also completely okay. write what you truly feel like writing, it will make you feel way more satisfied with your works, I promise ^^

[iights]

I knew I would get Jimin. As soon as I read"baby boy" he popped into my head 💜

Share your result, I got Yoongi 💕

[ttaekookss]

Any recs? I’m looking for smut 🤭🤍

[mimithings97]

Expensive Taste (M)

Summary: Jimin? Bound to a bed you say? Wet and naked you say? An opportunity you'll probably never see again you say? Then you better fucking take it.

Pairing: Jimin x Y/N

Genre: Pwp, smut (and nothing else), subJimin

Warnings: Bondage, sensory deprivation, face riding, shoe fucking (yes, he fucks a Loubiton), edging, use of sex toys, masturbation, swearing, alcohol consumption ... a lot goes on for 3.5k

Word Count: 3.5k

Fuck, if this isn’t the hottest shit you’ve ever seen in your life. You didn’t realise just looking at something could make your pussy throb and make you want to suck dick like you truly enjoyed it.

Park Jimin spread out on his bed, blindfolded, soaking wet from his shower, naked, is that sight.

Getting him to sub was a task, but how can a boy refuse when you’re wearing the Chanel lingerie and Loubs he bought with you last month. Like hell were you normally a sub yourself but when Jimin first took you home from that £250 candlelit meal to his penthouse with the intent to ruin you, a girl had to oblige. It wasn’t exactly a task to complain about when he’s forcing your fourth orgasm out of you. 

But now into the third month of the mega fancy dates, the introductions as his ‘girlfriend’ at the executive functions and balls and the intense, but totally satisfactory sex life you two had partaken in, it was finally time for the biggest step in the relationship. Sub Jimin.

“Baby if you’ve left I swear to fuck you’re on sex toys and your fingers for a month.”

Tied up and blindfolded and still running his filthy mouth like his dick isn’t hard and at my mercy.

“I’m here.”

His abs untense a fraction as his body slumps back into the bed realising the proximity is close enough that you’re either on or at the end of the bed. 

His body glistens, with sweat or still wet from the shower, you don’t know - also don’t care, because, the way the red hues of the mood lighting carve against his abs and chest is a god-like display for the eyes. The sheets are slightly ruffled around his from when you’d made work of lowering and tying him down to the bed, but the sight is just poetic in front of you all the same. 

His lips part with an apprehensive sigh as you continue to leave him hanging on his own thought and imagination. You know sensory deprivation. Fuck, he’s played that card on you more time than he’s fucked you from behind, so you can just sense the way his entire body tingles with the want for touch, sound, sight, anything to clue him in on how you’ll play him. But just like tasting your own medicine goes, this is going to be a dirty game.

He feels the bed sink below one of his feet first, then it’s the slightest touch on the base of his feet, normally ticklish for him, but like a fire lit and vibrating up his body at this moment. 

You want to string this out a little, play with soft touches up his body like he’s made of strings, but the awaiting dick in your sights calls to another, much more feral part of your brain.

You’re back off the bed and walking to the bedside table where your wine, vibrator, buttplug and lube lay in an organised display. You hear him shift on the bed, and see the way his bottom lip is now caught in a tight clench between teeth - whether to suppress the urge to speak or for him to feel, something, anything, at this point, you can’t quite tell. 

It’s the wine you take. White. And cold. Cold enough that perspiration trickles down the glass and onto your finger, so your press the cold liquid that gathers onto one of his nipples. You earn a grunt in return as he releases his lip, head perking forwards as if he thinks he’ll be able to see what you’re doing. 

Continuing with the task at hand, you ungraciously and unceremoniously pour half the contents of the glass onto his naked and bearing skin. This time, he gasps, swears under his breath probably at the cold, maybe at the sensation the cold brings, and your mouth twitches at his reaction - you almost think you see his cock twitch too in your peripherals. 

You finish the rest of the glass yourself, making the sound of the cold alcohol trickling down your throat as apparent as possible.

“What is it?” He’s not asking because he cares, he’s asking because he needs to hear you speak, needs something to grasp onto so he’s not in this debilitating limbo of silence.

“Taste for yourself.” You lean over the bed and place your mouth against his stomach, licking, sucking and slurping up the liquid that had come to settle between the silk smooth skin at the lines of his abs and the pit of his bellybutton. Then, you find your way up to his mouth and latch onto the thick lips that lay open and waiting for you. 

But you are off him before he can get any further into the action. And he pants, clamping his lips together after swirling his tongue around his mouth to pick up the leftover wine that spilt.

He smirks at the same time you do and you know he’s got it, the rich prick. 

“The Montrachet… 2016.” 

Of course, he’s right. You figured the most with that smirk and the way he’d been drilling into you how he was gonna buy that same wine company that cultivates the wine so glamorously spread across his body.

“And who told you, you could raid my wine. That’s three grand a fuckin- shit.” You want to laugh at his stutter, but opening your mouth to it causes a moan to spill instead as you mount his cold, wet abdomen, and instantly get to the task of rolling you naked lower half against him. You’d undressed everything but the Loubitons as soon as the blindfold hit his eyes.

“What are you doing?” He’s breathless now that he finally has you warm and skin to skin on him.

“Thought you wanted another taste baby. Didn’t want it to go to waste since it was so expensivee-ah.” You lift yourself off, pussy throbbing, before the sensation spreading dangerously down to your toes is too hard to turn away from.

You work your way, on hands and knees up to his mouth, placing a chaste kiss against him before hovering just out of reach, so close his breathing that he’s trying so hard to keep at bay, dries your lips.

“Isn’t that what you wanted, baby.”

“Yeh,” his voice, still low, still heavy with apprehension is cut off as you push up on your knees and then lower yourself onto his unsuspecting lips.

He smells wine and wetness before he is greeted by the warmth of it, and his lips pucker with tongue instantly finding its way into you. He hums and you moan, sensations of pleasure spiking your body instantly despite you already knowing your every move.

“Taste good huh?” And his hum in affirmation, drawn out longer than the first, spikes into you more than you were ready for, so your hand seeks the headboard and your hips begin to move, fucking that sweet mouth of his.

Wet tongue darts out into your cunt, pressing flat and firm and then delving deep inside so that you can move your hips up and down on it. Your clit goes unattended until you shift yourself forward so it presses to his nose and despite your moans and the way he is practically airless underneath you, you’re sure you hear him inhale your scent.

And, you can’t seem to let up, fucking yourself in circles and then up and down as his tongue, and tongue only drives you into a frenzy.

“Fuck Jimin. So good, so so good, baby.” The rambling commences at the same speed that he now moves his head side to side, making every use of his mouth without the aid of his hands to get you off. You didn’t think you’d cum from this, it was merely going to be a pass by, but when he bites down on your clit and then tongue fucks you whilst shaking his head, you nails scrape into his scalp and almost cum right then and there.

So, pulling yourself off just as you feel the knot almost snap and pull at his hair, you look down to see his tongue still darting out to taste your remnants of you that plaster his face and the smirk that he wears after.

“You almost made me cum, you bitch.” And it fuels the fire of his ego, smirk growing into a deep laugh. He’s bound, blindfolded and completely in your hands yet you’re the one who’s like putty. 

You almost say fuck the whole thing and abandon, but when you turn to see his dick is harder than before and leaking, it’s too good of an opportunity to miss.

Climbing off him, you round the bed, watching the smirk falter as he realises he no longer has the upper hand, no longer has a fucking idea where you are and what you’re doing. You grab the vibrator and lube as you go, quietly though, it’s all a bunch of surprises from here. 

“Y/N.” He’s calling out to you, but you reply with the first touch of your heel, hard and cold to his thigh. He shivers, not really understanding the sensation.

You’re sat, ass at the end of the bed, in nothing but your Loubs with legs spread as you begin to trail one, then the other heel up his thigh. He feels the smooth of you calf brush him and swears lowly as he realises what you’re doing - torturing him with his present.

You pull one leg in just before it reaches his crotch and pour the lube, bottle ready and waiting at your side onto the bottom face of the shoe. You realised hygiene was a bitch during sex, even despite the shoes being £800 fresh out of the box, so washed them earlier. You’ve always wanted to make a guy cum from a pair of Loubs - living the dream some would say.

The next time cold heel hits skin is directly on his dick, shaft spiking up when the wet of the lube sinks into him.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” He sounds angry. Horny and angry at the fact he is turned on by getting shoe fucked.

You press your left leg into his thigh, the heel digging hard into flesh so he hisses - call you petty but you didn’t like his tone - whilst the other tests the water on his shaft, running up and close to the tip, but not close enough. The proximity to pleasure causes him to buck up.

“You wanna cum?” 

“Not with your fucking shoe I don’t.”

The foot tending to his dick pushes harder, heel dangerously close to his balls and he knows it.

“Watch it, or I’ll make you cum with my foot instead.” Feet. He hates them.

“Bitch.” He whispers it and you almost see him settle back, lips releasing their tight hold as he tries to find the pleasure in the smooth and cold sensation of your shoe.

You press harder this time as you run it up and down his dick, his tip getting attention garnering a hiss from him. You find a rhythm, as does he with the way he begins to fuck up into the feeling, chasing the sensation of when it presses hard against his tip, he also begins low groans and the occasion ‘fuck’ under his breath.

“That’s it, baby. You think you can cum like this?”

“No,” another harsh press that this time finds his balls too. He doesn’t seem to mind though. “Fuck-ah, maybe, I don’t know. Just keep going, harder.”

His words, breathless and low cause a new wave of tension in your crotch, blood rushing everywhere and that pit needing release starts reeling in. Your hand finds its way to your exposed pussy, two fingers sliding straight in like light work - Jimin sure did a job on you with his mouth earlier. Fuck you miss his mouth, but seeing him splayed and fucking himself up into you is just as spank bank worthy.

“You look so hot.” 

Either he hears the way your words falter or he hears the rhythmic pumping of your fingers in your core.

“Are you fucking yourself right now?” He sounds both disbelieving and turned on beyond belief. His words are also accompanied by his pelvis stuttering, trying to find more pleasure.

“Mmm.”

“Let me see, fuck, please Y/N.”

You speed up your movement and much to your enjoyment find that spot deep within you - the way you’re spread certainly helps.

“Mmm,” is all he’s met with again and he throws his head back further into the pillow in frustration. It somehow spawns a new sense of vigour in him, the pent up anger and tension as he fucks into your foot harder, grunting as he does so, and you barely have to do the work anymore and the slick of the bottom of your shoe slides from base to tip, hard and fast. No way can he cum from this, surely.

“Fuck.” You both utter at the same time, yours high and breathless and his a growl.

You fuck you fingers at the same speed he lifts his hips and when your palm finds your clit it’s game over for you. You string moans and curses in a random order as you body jolts, your stomach contracts and the throb burns into a frenzy.

It’s the hottest thing in the world he thinks, hearing the moans you sputter when you bring yourself to your end.

“Shit, I think I might cum.” It’s a whine that turns you on all over again despite the thrum of your pussy and the way everything burns.

It’s as he begins to stutter you draw your foot away.

He draws his whine out for longer this time, his dick pulsing and his breathing tenfold.

And it’s with hell to foot fucking, there’s a rock hard cock to be used

“Cum inside me.” It’s a statement, not a question, spoken equally breathless as he is, the orgasm still tingling through you.

“Urgh, fuck yeh.” His head perks up at the thought and his mouth draws open in excitement. 

With his chest glistening more than before, his lips bruised from sunken teeth, you say ‘fuck you’ to the gods that you don’t have a camera at this moment, because like hell are you forgetting this. Your core throbs, maybe in the post-orgasm bliss but the sight is also doing wonders for making your blood pump and your skin burn.

You can’t prologue it anymore, the desire to be filled stronger than the want to hear another whine - only just.

Stradling his sides you experimentally run yourself up and down his dick, pressed against his stomach between your folds, mixing lube with arousal and heat with heat. It draws moans from the both of you.

“Baby, let me touch you, please. At least let me see.” You lean back and take the vibrator that has sat patiently at the back of the bed, bringing it instantly to his balls.

The hum of it and the sensation hit all at once before he realises what you’ve done, and his cheeks blow out - with his eyes behind the silk you imagine - as he jolts against the restraints.

You know it’s sensitive and if you hold it too long he’ll blow his load, so you ease it from his balls to in between where the two of you are connected.

“Y/N, please baby, too much, just let me fuck you. I need it,” he’s whining and your smirking into a moan as the vibration hits your clit. It must hit the right spot of him with the way he growls and the restraints pull taught against the headboard. “Please, fuckkk.”

It’s the way he says it that has you going, vibrator chucked aside but still fizzling away somewhere, and before he can say ‘pussy’ you’re on him, sinking and moaning.

“Oh shit that’s good.” He fills you so fucking well that the position gets him right into your stomach - one hand even goes to that spot where he touches your cervix and pushes as you start moving - his dick is everywhere and it feels so good.

The slow pace has him frantic against the silk that binds his hands away from you.

“Y/N let me feel you.” 

But he’s your personal fuck toy at this point as you sink two fingers into his mouth below you. Instantly, he bites around them with a grunt and the other hand fumbles for the vibrator, still on and now pressed into his balls again, shutting him the fuck up.

You’re faster now as the vibrations sink into you too, him reaching everywhere inside of you and with teeth, baring into fingers harshly but just right that it garners a moan.

“Fuck, so good Jimin, so good.” You repeat it like a mantra.

He moans into your fingers when the vibrations against his balls get turned up by you. 

And you feel him tighten slightly, so pent up, edged when he’s never been edged in his life and his chest heaving with the need to get normal airflow. You only push harder with the vibrator and your fingers in his throat, the control of it all compelling you to almost find your release.

“You gonna come baby?” Fuck, you’re gonna come all inside me yeah? Fill me up good?” You don’t if you’re talking for his or for you, hell you barely even knew you were talking. He’s moaning loud now in affirmation of the impending orgasm.

“Fuck please come for me Jimin.” His feet must have planted at some point because suddenly he’s pistoning into you to find his end, and it throws you forward. Your fingers dislodge from his mouth and find his throat, balancing yourself on his windpipe.

With a strained ‘fuckkk’ and a harsh press of vibrator to his emptying balls, he’s cumming hard into you. His neck muscles pulse in your grip as he keeps fucking into you with pace, and knowing he’s reached his end you bring the vibrator round to your clit, the instant, harsh contact making you cum and pulse around him, head thrumming and eyes rolled.

“Shit. Fuck. Baby, baby,” you keep cumming as you feel him fall limp, body jerking still even once you’ve turned the vibrations off. 

“Holy shit,” you continue to pant to yourself, releasing your grip from his throat that must have wound tight in your orgasm because the man is red-faced and bruising at the seems.

“You good?” 

He licks his lips, mouth dry, throat hoarse. “So good, just get this shit off me.”

Fuck, he’s still tied. You were planning on letting him watch, maybe touch at some point but you’d fucked him and both cum (you, twice) without him laying a finger. You half-laugh at the thought.

“Shit, sorry baby.” 

The ties on his wrist are off first, and they’ve left bruises in their wake that you almost feel bad for. His hands find the blindfold and it’s off in a second before he takes in your form - hair down and falling amongst the beads of sweat of your chest and neck, pussy still around his dick and black Loubitons still decorating your feet.

He’s an equal feast for the eyes, but it’s him who brings a hand to your face to tuck the wild hairs behind ringing ears. 

He pulls it back and covers his eyes as he begins to laugh.

“Your fucking shoes. I cannot believe.” You laugh with him, leaning into his chest as the night’s events catch up to you and him.

“It was kinky as fuck. You legit almost came as well.”

“Shut upp,” he groans in your ear as you press you naked chest into his.

“Never living it down, Park, this is one for the grandchildren.”

He lifts your chin with one hand and furrows eyebrows despite the look of amusement still evident on his features.

“Thank god I’ll make sure our kids aren’t near you when they have their own. No sex stories from the mad granny over here.”

You kiss him briefly because his lips still were glistening and fight a smile at the topic of the future - you lose the battle.

“Kids huh? We’re having kids?”

He shrugs against the hold you have on his cheek with the other running loosely in his dishevelled locks, “You mentioned the grandkids thing not me.”

“Well the way we’re going at it, grandchildren are on the agenda very fucking soon bubs.” You wince as you ease him out of you - he groans at the cold hitting him, nothing like a bit of cock warming, he thinks.

“You’re legit on birth control.”

He says it loudly as you begin to make yourself across to the bathroom because no one likes an inner thigh with dried cum to sleep in.

Still with your back to him, parading your hips as you go, you say, “99% effective, Park, 99%.”

For all he knew you could’ve said, ‘already pregnant, Park’. But, he stopped listening as soon as he got a sight of bare ass and high heels.

[adonis-koo]

Missy it is more ur legal obligation to write subJimin smut, and no I will not take no for an answer

Perhaps one day. we’re all sluts for sub!jimin on this blog 🤪

[taetaesbaebaepsae]

TMI warning. I fucking hate vodka bc it always makes my inner hoe come out but it was the only thing I had so now I’m drunk, horny and alone and I started thinking about subJimin (a fcking wet dream @god pls you bitch give a girl a Good Dream) but then I remembered yoongi and any yoongi dom/sub/switch is The Dream and I’ve upset myself bc where is he??? Where????? I’m a virgin but I know what I’m about alsksjsb I’m sorry for this message but I needed to share my thoughts 😂😂😭😂😂

Oh my GOD I stan virgin!dommes so fucking much

LISTEN bitch you’re such a goddess bc I deadass thought I was a sub with men and a domme with women until I was in my 20′s because I hadn’t been with a dude who was a switch until then and then I was like “shit I been out here full domme the whole fuckin time” 

[ihaveathingforbts]

CREDIT: BYALLMEANS85

submission by: admin jinny

[sugar-petals]

I had a dream that I was with subJimin and oh my godddd. He was so needy and whining for me to touch him. His moans sounded so beautiful 😍

I’ve had that exact same experience once and turned it into Simulacrum of Dawn. Dreaming of Jimin feels like being visited by a courteous, but sultry incubus.

[chimmyangel]

Do you maybe know a fic where Jimin was getting rid of his stuff and he found his red pants from WOH era and he decided to try them on. And then Jungkook walked in. I don't remember if there was smut tho... thank you in advance. I love your blog btw thank you so much for always giving the fanfics recommendations 💛

Hello, Anon. Oooooh that pair of red pants! That fic definitely has smut! Here it is. Thanks for your lovely words!

pretty in red by loveclub (subjimin) for cocksluts