[Summary] 🔞

Jimin's boyfriend, Namjoon, is always so sweet to him— especially in bed. But sometimes, Jimin just wants to be wrecked by him.

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Jimin's boyfriend Namjoon is nice and friendly to everyone, and is extremely soft with Jimin.

But sometimes, Jimin just wants his boyfriend to absolutely wreck him in bed. He doesn't want to be treated like glassware. He wants Namjoon to give in and fuck him until he's seeing stars, but every time he tries to encourage it, Namjoon treats him sweetly anyway. He doesn't want to be rough with Jimin.

It comes to the point where Jimin has to be straightforward with it, which he probably should've done in the first place, sure, but he's doing it now and that's what really matters.

"Namjoonie?" he says sweetly as he walks into his boyfriend's living room, looking for him. Jimin stayed the night, so he just got out of Namjoon's shower, dabbing his wet locks of blonde hair with a towel.

Namjoon is reading on his phone, a Webtoon he's been obsessed with, but he still takes his eyes off his screen to look up at Jimin. "Yes, baby?"

Jimin's heart gets warm and fuzzy. But he has a mission and he will not let Namjoon's sweetness take over again. So, he sits on the couch next to him, curls his legs up over Namjoon's lap, and he presses his nose up against his neck, right where he knows it's sensitive and leaves Namjoon gulping.

"You always treat me so well," Jimin begins, gently stroking Namjoon's thigh. "But do you mind if we try something new? It's something I've wanted you to do, but..."

Namjoon tosses his phone down on the couch and places his large palm on Jimin's lower leg, also stroking just as gently as Jimin is. "What is it? What do you want, baby?"

Jimin shudders as Namjoon's fingertips dig into his skin ever so lightly.

"I want..." Jimin presses himself further into his neck, suddenly embarrassed. "I want you to fuck me. Like, hard."

Now, his fingers really dig into Jimin's skin and Jimin can feel Namjoon's chest expand, but never let go of the breath he inhales, not until he says, "You want– like–?" His words can hardly form together to make sense of Jimin's request.

Jimin has to force himself to leave the crook of Namjoon's neck just so that he can look into his eyes and let him know he's being serious. Namjoon's eyebrows are furrowed and he looks a bit lost. Jimin sighs.

"You treat me so well in bed," he says as he lifts his tiny palm to Namjoon's cheek. He looks down at Namjoon's lips because he can't seem to hold eye contact anymore. "I love it, I really do. But I'd also love it if you'd... I don't know... fuck me into the mattress."

Namjoon grips hard onto Jimin's knee and Jimin notices his adam's apple bob as he gulps once more.

"That's what you want?" he asks, letting his hand fall further down Jimin's thigh. Jimin squeezes his thighs together, teasing Namjoon on autopilot as he traps his hand there.

"I want it a lot," Jimin admits, finally looking back up into Namjoon's eyes.

The way Namjoon looks at him, almost with a blank stare, has Jimin wondering so many things. Usually, Namjoon is so sure about his next move, always looking lovingly at Jimin and giving him reassuring smiles, but Jimin knows this current look in Namjoon's eyes— he's pondering his next move, probably having a million thoughts in that smart brain of his.

Jimin leans forward and presses a little peck onto his boyfriend's lips, then moves back and looks into his eyes again.

"Don't think too much about it," he says. "If I say I want you to fuck the breath out of me, I mean it. I can take it. Honestly. I wouldn't be asking for it otherwise."

Namjoon nods. "I know. I just don't wanna hurt you, Minnie."

Jimin reaches out to Namjoon's huge bicep and he squeezes it with his small hand. "Please," he says. "Please be rough with me. I'll let you know if I want to stop at any point." He presses his thighs together again, a little too excited just by the thought of Namjoon being rough with him.

"Okay." Namjoon doesn't have that blank stare on his face anymore, replaced by a sweet smile. He leans in and kisses Jimin's forehead, as gentle as ever. "Well, do you want to do this now or–"

"Yes. Now, please."

Namjoon chuckles. "Okay then." He dips his arms under Jimin's legs and back, lifting him as he gets off the couch. Jimin holds on tight with his arms wrapped around Namjoon's neck, practically kicking his feet in joy as Namjoon takes them down the hall to his bedroom.

At first, everything seems normal.

Namjoon carries Jimin to bed, carefully stripping him with smooth kisses to his body, and it's nice. Jimin likes to have his boyfriend between his legs, tasting his thighs. It's familiar and gets Jimin's heart racing.

His dick grows heavier as Namjoon's fingers skim over his body, sometimes brushing lightly over his crotch as he sucks bruises into Jimin's inner thighs. Jimin opens his legs up and tosses the bottle of lube they'd used last night, urging Namjoon to use it.

Namjoon coats his fingers in lube and raises Jimin's leg, making Jimin shudder as he teases his rim with the cold liquid. Still, Namjoon is gentle as he fingers Jimin, working him up slowly and sometimes even deliberately stalling his movements just to tease him.

"I'm ready," he tells Namjoon, who slips his fingers out and looks up at Jimin with a questioning look in his eyes, so kind and considerate.

"Are you sure you want this?"

Jimin pouts and whines, "Please fucking break me."

Namjoon's jaw clenches. "Fine." He pulls his shirt over his head and takes his black boxers off, leaving them both naked, and Jimin's entire body spikes with energy when Namjoon crawls up between his legs and they come face to face.

Namjoon suddenly gets a firm grip on Jimin's jaw– something he's never done before– and the breath is taken from Jimin as Namjoon crashes his lips onto his, kissing and sucking on Jimin's lips like his life depends on it. Jimin moans into the kiss as Namjoon's crotch aligns with his and he rocks into Jimin's, earning more pleasure for the both of them.

The grip on Jimin's jaw gets released and instead, Namjoon reaches for his hips, pushing them into the mattress and not allowing Jimin to buck up into the feeling anymore. Namjoon has always allowed Jimin all the pleasure he wants, giving, giving, giving. But now, Jimin whines in attempt of chasing that pleasure, and Namjoon's lips tug into a smirk, breaking off their kiss.

"So horny," he whispers. Jimin's mind goes fuzzy as Namjoon tells him, "Beg for it."

Jimin gasps lightly once he feels Namjoon line the head of his dick up against his hole, but it's the gentlest pressure, not enough.

"Please," Jimin whispers in return, shuddering as he looks into Namjoon's hooded, dragon-like eyes, like he's never seen before. Namjoon keeps his gaze on Jimin as he pushes forward, using his free hand to grip tightly onto Jimin's thigh.

Jimin groans, pleased as Namjoon fills him full with no hesitation at all, not even letting him get used to the feeling like he normally would. Instead, he fucks into Jimin a few times to asjust himself, and then he lowers himself into Jimin's neck as he continues fucking into him, dragging his teeth along his skin and drawing mewls from Jimin as he pounds into him.

Namjoon's dick is big and Jimin is small, so he can feel every inch of himself being taken over by his boyfriend. Just as he wanted, Namjoon is relentless with his thrusts and bite marks on his neck, moaning and grunting into his ears as he uses him.

"Fuck," Jimin moans out, the most genuine reaction he can muster every single time Namjoon pounds into his prostate.

He claws at Namjoon's back, somehow trying to pull him in even deeper than he already is, and Namjoon lets him scratch up his back for a while, but he eventually pulls away from Jimin's neck and doesn't stop thrusting as he takes ahold of his wrists, pinning them to the mattress and letting out a pleased chuckle as Jimin bucks up into nothing but air.

"God, look at you."

Namjoon is much bigger in muscle than Jimin is and Jimin wouldn't move a muscle, so he barely has to hold down his wrists, but he holds them down hard anyways, making sure that Jimin feels the pressure. As he starts a slow and hard pace into him, Jimin struggles against his hold, but tells him not to stop, to keep fucking him "right there."

Just as Jimin is feeling his high come up, Namjoon unexpectedly pulls out and he whines, wanting him back in immediately.

"Turn over."

Jimin blinks up at Namjoon, but apparently he takes too long because Namjoon simply lifts him up by his hips and tosses him over. Not once has Namjoon ever fucked Jimin on all fours, but Jimin is giddy and immediately gets into position, bracing his knees into the mattress.

Namjoon gets behind him and pulls his hips back, pushing his dick back in as Jimin's face digs into the mattress. His legs go weak as Namjoon holds onto him and fucks him, the sound of their skin smacking filling the room.

The new position has Jimin digging his nails into the blankets and he can muffle his moans now, so he lets go, whining out and moaning with every hit to his prostate. He moves his head to the side so he can breathe better, but it makes him realize how much he's drooling and that tears sting his eyes, falling loose as Namjoon pounds into him.

As Namjoon picks up his pace, Jimin reaches for his dick and cries out harder as he starts coming into his palm, loving the feeling so much that his thighs shake and the tears keep coming.

Namjoon groans, digging his nails into Jimin's waist as he fucks hard and slow for the last few thrusts, and he lets out a little "Ah, fuck," as he pushes in one last time, filling Jimin with the remains of his orgasm. Jimin pushes his ass back more, humming with joy as he's filled full.

"Baby..?" Namjoon leans down and presses a kiss on Jimin's back, then he kisses the spot where he was digging his nails into. He pulls out of Jimin and guides him to lay down, observing the look on his boyfriend's face.

"These are good tears," Jimin quickly says before Namjoon even has the chance to freak out. Even so, Namjoon gives him a smile before lying down next to him and pecking the tears off of his cheeks.

"Was that okay?"

Jimin closes his eyes and smiles right back at him. "That was better than okay," he tells him, "and I want you to do that to me a million times over."

"Okay," Namjoon chuckles out. "That felt fucking amazing, by the way. Why didn't we do this sooner?"

Now, Jimin opens his eyes and he gives Namjoon an "Are you serious?" look. Namjoon smiles wide, his dimples on full display, and Jimin can't help but love him.

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