Perverted Bunny Mask: Jeon Jungkook x Killer AU ft. Min Yoongi Extra 2

Words: 11.1 K

Genre: Smut/Gore/Assassins/Killer JK/ Drugs/ Gangs/orgasm denial/sub!Jungkook/dom!jungkook/sex toys/bondage (oh my god, get me holy water)

Warning: OHHHHH MY GAWWWWD!!! I'm quite positive more than 5 K is smut so..... Still learning and trying to discover how this works....

Rating: M

The club was filled with energy as always, the loud bass of the EDM making the ground shake while sweaty bodies grinded against each other enjoying their night.

"Well, I have to say, everything is running smoothly," Jin noted as he took a sip out of his drink, eyeing the crowded room through the VIP room with six others. He was relaxed, his wide shoulders adorned by a sharp looking custom tailored suit, one of the many he owned.

Namjoon hummed in agreement, his eyes narrowing as they drifted around the room, immediately noticing that one person was missing. "I would love to start our meeting but... Where is Y/N Noona?"

Hoseok bit down on his tongue, completely aware what you were doing. However, he didn't speak up, acting oblivious as the rest, following many of his member's gaze to look at Yoongi. The said male scowled, crossing his arm over his chest as his jaw clenched, his tongue pressing into the inside of his cheek.

"Don't fucking look at me. She may be my twin but I don't constantly know where Y/N is hanging out," Yoongi spat out. However, it was clear that he was confused, concerned that he had no idea where his other half, his twin was at the moment.

At the response Namjoon got from Yoongi, he sighed, rubbing the back of his neck as tiredly closed his eyes. "If she doesn't come in soon, we'll just start without her. I honestly do-"

"Don't worry, Joonie. I'm here now," your seductive voice softly chimed as you sauntered into the VIP room, a small smile tugging on your lip.

Jungkook who had stayed silent throughout the conversation felt his lip tighten to a line as he gazed at you. He dangerously clutched his hand, crossing his legs as he lifted his head, his hard gaze staying on your smaller form.

You were literally glowing. Your face looking refreshed, your clothes clinging to you, a sheen layer of sweat on your relaxed body while your hair was beautifully messed up.

"You were..." Jimin trailed off, Taehyung giggling beside him, knowing the answer without even asking the question as you beamed, your red lipstick that was slightly smeared at the corner of your lips being the only evidence he and the rest of the gang needed to know what you were up to.

You plopped yourself down beside Yoongi, immediately turning towards Hoseok who sat across from you, "Hobi, he was perfect, thank you. I haven't had someone submit to me so well in a long time, he was such good, little boy," you purred, your eyes dancing with mischief as the younger man released a nervous smile.

"A-Ah... That's good," he gulped, his eyes darting to Yoongi before moving to Jin who stared at him in disbelief.

"Yah! You introduced her to one of my escorts?!" Jin cried out in disbelief, sending a glare at Hoseok who only sheepishly shrugged, raising his hands up in defense muttering a, "Hey, Layn was the one who came up to me asking about her."

Yoongi groaned, throwing his head back, his face scrunching in disgust as he thought about what you were up until few moments ago. "Seriously? Do I have to sit through this talk about my sister's sex life?" He scowled, sending you a glare which you returned with a playful wink.

You couldn't help but chuckle, nudging your brother's arm, "Hey, a girl's gotta do what she's gotta do. And how is fair if I don't take advantage of all those people Jin has working for him? I know you all do," your words earned a laugh from Taehyung, the younger male nodding in agreement.

You purposely ignored looking to your left, knowing a certain man was burning holes into you with his dark eyes. But you could see Jimin shifting uneasily, his eyebrows furrowing as he eyes Jungkook from where he sat, literally being able to feel the burning irritation and jealousy Jungkook was releasing.

You all stopped as Namjoon coughed, bringing attention back to himself, his whole stance demanding complete obedience and attention that made all of you straighten your backs.

"Next time, please don't be late, Y/N."

"Got it, leader-nim," you calmly reply, doing a complete 180 turn with your attitude, your eyes narrowing as the playfulness disappeared from yours onyx orbs.

You crossed your legs, sitting back into the couch as you gave your leader your full attention that he deserved, your other members doing the same.

"Yoongi-hyung, how are the shipments with China?"

Yoongi sat up, leaning forward as he placed his elbows on his knees, "Fairly good, I got contact with Jackson and he's willing to get us to have a meeting with his boss. They seem pretty interested after we sent them the little shipment as a gift," a smug smile spread across Yoongi's handsome face, "I wouldn't be surprised if you get a call soon, Namjoon."

Your leader nodded in approval, brushing his blond bangs out of his face with his hand, "Good and how's your business going Hoseok, Jin?"

Hoseok was the first to answer, his mouth stretching out with an easy going smile, "Not bad. Not bad at all, the guns, the quality of them are much better than I expected," the man swiftly pulled one out from the inside of his jacket, tossing it to Jungkook who easily caught it, rolling it in his hand to observe it, "I've already contacted YG, they want to buy and surprisingly, S.M contacted me as well. Looks like they're willing to change our agreement from last year and make a short time treaty so they can negotiate with us."

The corner of your lips turned up as you thought back to two years ago when you all had barely escaped with your lives against S.M. With your quick, witty mind, you were able to escape, although at the same time forcing you all to go into hiding to avoid unwanted attention.

The information Hoseok brought in surprised you slightly, not expecting Heechul, the current leader of S.M. to even want any form of contact with you all after the trouble you caused his gang. Perhaps, they were struggling more than you had assumed.

You hummed, your eyes meeting with Jungkook's for just a second as he tossed you the handgun, knowing out of all of you in the room, you were the most likely to use it. You took it, only giving the younger male a nod of acknowledgement before eyeing the black weapon in your hand, scrutinizing it with narrowed eyes.

"Hobi," you spoke up, catching all the males' attention, "Leave tomorrow open for me. I want to run some tests, the breech seems a bit off to me," you muttered, making sure that the safety lock was on before taking the bullets out, "I want to see the reload speed."

Hoseok nodded in agreement only after he received a nod of approval from Namjoon "Sure Noona, it's a date." The man's eyes shifted to his right, noticing the look of jealousy appear in Jungkook's eyes as the younger male bounced his legs.

However, everyone ignored Jungkook's bad mood turning their attention to the oldest in the group. The older male gave all of you a easy smile as he poured you all a shot glass, "As you can see, pretty damn good. We're making good money with the three clubs we own and by adding the profit we're making with here, Hoseok and Yoongi, I shouldn't even need a month for us to get that hotel up."

At the news you all grinned, a look of excitement entering all of your eyes as what you have been planning for the last year was starting to move forward.

"Well, it looks like all the news we're sharing today is good," Namjoon smiled, his dimples appearing on his cheek in the most adorable way, "I have my own pair of good news. With the investment I made as well as the funds from underground's, I can officially say BigHit has reached Korea's top business in a year."

You all cheered, wide smiles spreading across your face at the accomplishment. Shit, you all came a long way. You do have to admit, when you all decided to stay low, it was quite hard for all of you to adjust. No longer could you all go out to public as much which meant you couldn't go out to kill either.

It was quite stressful but you got over it, helping each other to build what you have right now. Everything pretty much stayed the same at first, Yoongi working with the drugs you two had found, you working with any assignment you got, Jimin and Jungkook helping at times. And there was Jin and Namjoon, the two men who mainly started to work to focus the business in the public, becoming the face of "BigHit" something Namjoon decided on.

While Namjoon concentrated on BigHit, Jin had returned to school, pursuing his doctor's degree you all were pushing him to. It would be a good advantage for you all if you had someone who had the medical experience. Seokjin has always been good but there was always room for improvement and the older male was determined to help the gang as much as possible.

"It's been awhile since we had Bangtan's core members gathered up in one place," Jin smiled, his words finally making you all relax, "I didn't get to say this earlier but it's good to see all of us together again," he raised a shot glass, all of you doing the same.

Namjoon grinned at all of you, holding his glass, "For Bangtan."

"For Bangtan!"

You resisted scrunching your face as the hard liquor burned down your throat, immediately making your stomach warm at the feeling.

"Shit, that's strong," Jimin winced, puckering his lips as he shook his head out, making his ebony hair to bounce. Taehyung who sat beside him laughed out loud before chugging down another shot without hesitating.

You relaxed in your seat, knowing that one shot wasn't going to loosen you. However you weren't planning on taking any more, wanting to keep a sober mind knowing it make you less spontaneous and reckless.

"One more thing."

Namjoon's voice made you stiffen, not knowing why he was staring at you with such intense gaze. His gaze obviously made you slightly uneasy, you reaching for a can of sparkling water that was placed in a ice bucket.

"I'm going to need Yoongi and Y/N helping me with BigHit. In the public eyes."

You choked, holding your nose as the bubbly drink threatened to escape, your eyes watering as it painfully went down the wrong pipe. You coughed, quickly making Yoongi hit your back with harsh blows that made you wince. You didn't refuse the napkin he threw into you lap, pressing it to your face as you coughed up the sparking water that continued to burn your nostrils.

"What the fuck do you mean?" Yoongi hissed, obviously finding the news shocking as well as horrible knowing that the two of you hated the public, especially the media.

Namjoon was expecting your reactions, wincing as the Min twins gave him heated glares that could send him six feet under.

"I'm constantly asked how BigHit raised to fame so quickly and I'm going to need backup. I just need the public face and the idea of twins operating the business will help the news spread," Namjoon explained, "You all know we've been thinking of opening a high class hotel, I originally wanted Jin-hyung to operate it but seeing as he's doing his degree now, we can't. I want Y/N-Noona becoming the face of BigHit hotel while Jin helps her in the back while he'll operating the escorts for the extra expenses."

You bristled at the idea, quickly standing up, "No fucking way. That means I'll have to attend those stupid meetings and other public crap," you spat, your eyes widening in horror.

"You don't have to attend them if you don't want to then. But I do need you, Y/N. You've done a pretty damn good job operating this club anyways, I'm sure you'll be able to—"

"Fucking no, you know Jin's more suited for jobs. Like hell, I only agreed with this club because Jin begged me to and even this is supposed to be temporary, he legit does everything with the escorts and—" you quickly shut up as you began to babble, probably making a fool out of yourself.

Your shoulders slumped, suddenly feeling tired after you let your mouth run off. From the corner of your eyes, you can see Yoongi eyeing you with slight surprised, it being a while since he saw you loose your cool like that.

"Fuck, fine."

Namjoon's mouth stretched into a large grin, however it lessened slightly as you raised a hand up.

"But—" your eyes glared into your leader's eyes, "I know you've been having Jimin looking into future recruitments for Bangtan. When I continue the assassination missions, don't give me anyone, I don't want fucking newbies under me, I rather continue on doing the work myself."

At your words, all of them became alarmed, not believing what you said.

"That's extremely dangerous and reckless! Are you expecting to do all the assassination yourself?" Jin cried out in disbelief, his mouth dropping open.

"I've been doing it for the past few years without any problem. I don't see why I can't continue it," you argued, not willing to back down, "Hell, I don't even care if you gave me a group to look after for. They'll help with the stupid club and the hotel but I want nobody else doing the assassination and killing except for me."

This was something you wanted. If you were gonna have to deal with putting a bright, smiley face in front of the camera all of the time as the image for BigHit Hotel and this stupid club, you needed all the stress reliever of killing those stupid, ignorant targets.

"Deal or forget it," you crossed your arms over your chest, determined to get what you wanted.

Yoongi shook his head, muttering a, "this is ridiculous," under his breath. However he didn't argue back seeing the glint in your eyes. He was stubborn. But he knew you were more stubborn and with an attitude.

"So you're not going to argue being a lieutenant," Namjoon questioned, raising an eyebrow up in surprise. From the beginning he knew you didn't like making contact with people, especially when you were given the duty of looking over them and they were your responsibility.

You were a lone wolf. You just didn't like interaction with others.

Your face scrunched up in distaste but you nodded, "Only a few though. I'll deal with having a group to run the club, I'll take responsibility of that. But for the hotel, fuck that. I'll be the "face" who'll run things but you better make Oppa do it cause I won't be able to."

"I don't mind," Jin called, a small smirk on his face, "I have a couple of things in mind for the hotel, you see? I'm sure I can handle it~"

You gave Namjoon a pointed look that screamed, 'See, I told you' making the said man groan in frustration.

"Fuck, deal. But when you get overloaded with assignments and if I deem it necessary, Jimin or Jungkook will help you."

His offer wasn't bad, you nodding in agreement, "That's fine, those two are the few I can work with," you admit. Actually, over the past two years, you've gotten accustomed to working with everyone in the gang. All of you had pretty good instinct being in this line of work so it wasn't hard for them to keep up with you.

When you saw that the conversation come to an end, you stood up, the other seven watching you in interest.

"Where you going? It's still early to leave," Taehyung called out, his eyebrows furrowing as he stopped filling his glass.

The corner of your lips tugged up, your eyes narrowing while your tongue ran over the bottom flesh of your lip, "I'm going to see if dear Layn is still hanging around here. I'm sure the pretty boy can—"

"Yah! Don't over use my escorts! You know they have lives of their own, don't pull them out of it too much!" Jin warned, his eyes filling with concern for those who worked under him.

His words of concern only amused you as you chuckled, running a hand through your locks of hair, "Hey, he wasn't complaining earlier," you gave the older male a wink before sliding out of the room, the sound of music immediately becoming much louder.

At your presence, you could see some people look over, most of them knowing you were one the "owners" of the place.

Sugar Twin had become a popular spot for younger adults, the alcohol as well as the music always inviting to those who wanted to have fun.

Your legs took you to the bar, Amber a bartender you picked yourself moving to come serve you with a smile.

"Hey boss, the usual?" She questioned, already preparing you a glass, her hands moving to grab the olives.

You smirked, nodding as you watched her prepare your martini while she eyed the club with carefree yet carefully trained eyes.

"Everything running smoothly?" You questioned as she placed the glass in front of you, you grabbing it between your fingers to take a sip.

The woman hummed, "Pretty much. One of the bouncers had to kick a guy out because he was causing a ruckus but... I thought I saw some EXO members. I'm not quite sure," Amber's words alarmed you however your body language didn't show it.

You trusted her words. Amber was someone Jackson had introduced the two of you together a couple months back. She was a surprisingly a former S.M. member who left before the incident two years ago because she didn't agree to Young-Min's rule, being a wandering freelancer for the last couple of years until you reached out to her.

It was an instant click, you immediately liking her after sitting down at a bar, much to your astonishment. You usually didn't like anyone but she was an exception.

"Who?" You nonchalantly questioned, taking another slow sip from your clear glass, using the toothpick to stir it slightly before plopping an olive into your mouth, chewing the salty treat slowly.

"I'm pretty sure it was Chanyeol... But if he's here, I'm sure Baekhyun is here as well," Amber lowly mumbles as she cleans some glasses as if she wasn't talking to you.

You hummed before standing up, tipping your head back and finishing the drink, "Thanks babe, I'll go look around. You know where the guns are located when you need it," you winked, your friend chuckling at how nonchalant you were.

"Have fun boss."

You laughed, taking the new glass she had prepared you before moving deeper into the club, most people moving out of the way as you walked, your pure white hair standing out in the crowd. You weren't concerned about EXO being in your club at the moment. You didn't expect S.M. to know that it belonged to BTS. And even if they did find out, they couldn't do anything since they were out of their own territory and they technically did still have the agreement with you from two years ago.

Your feet carried you upstairs to the staff only rooms created for your gang, your legs carrying you down the familiar hall that connected to your underground HQ. The sound of the club music seemed to get less noticeable as you went deeper, the walls being strong enough to block them out.

Your main objective was to see if...

You pouted in disappointment when you opened the door to where you had left Layn, the boy who had deliciously submitted his whole body to you already gone. Your eyes gazed the room, seeing that even the bed was already made, all the evidence of him ever being in the room gone except perhaps the trashcan at the corner of the room.

With a sigh, you flopped yourself to the soft comforters. Jesus, Jin's escorts were sure quick on getting things done. Not surprising seeing as Jin picked all of them himself, finding those who were worthy, doing a thorough investigation on every single one of them.

You closed your eyes, feeling a slight buzz as the drinks finally started to kick in, your limbs feeling nice and loose. If only...

With a sign, you got back up to your feet, moving back to the public area, blending in with the crowd, keeping an eye out for trouble.

And at that moment...

"What are you doing by yourself?"

You closed your eyes for a moment, debating to yourself how you were going to take care of the brat today. Jungkook smirked as he wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you closer as he placed his chin on your shoulder, burying his face in your white strands of hair taking a quick whiff.

However he froze as he picked up the smell of your soap and cologne that was definitely not your usual scent. With a growl he turned you around, pressing your back into the wall as his eyes gleamed with jealousy as he was reminded that you had spend time with another male, an escort he was probably going to end up killing as long as Seokjin didn't interfere.

"The fuck, man," you scowled, your lips curling up to a scowl that made him tighten his hold on you. Jungkook ignored you as his eyes narrowed, his fingers digging into your pale skin that slowly became red at the pressure.

"I bet he didn't fuck you well..."

Your eyebrows shot up to your fringe, the corner of your lips tugging up into a mean smirk, "Oh, is Kookie upset because I slept with someone when he knows he never has a chance with Noona?" You cooed, your words filling with mock that'll make the man before you even more upset. You didn't flinch as Jungkook tightened his hold on you as his tongue pressed into the inside of his cheek a look of irritation filling his orbs.  Calmly, your hand wrapped around his wrist, pulling it away from your shoulder before you dusted off your clothes.

"Don't worry, I'm sure there's more than willing females your age filled in this clubs. Brats like you should stay with girls and use that peanut sized dick for them. I myself will go look for a man who can satisfy my needs as a woman," you pushed past Jungkook, a smirk spread across your face as you knew you had hit a painful insecurity that you continued to point out to Jungkook.

Even the others often joked to Jungkook about his age, knowing he hated being reminded about it. Especially when you used it as your advantages when he advanced on you, he was just too young, a brat, a kid to your eyes.

You were suddenly yanked back, your hands landing on rough materials of clothes that you immediately recognized as denim.

"I'm positive I don't have a peanut sized dick, Y/N Noona," Jungkook growled, purposefully emphasizing Noona to annoy you. Your eyes moved down to where he placed your hand, the smile you had on your lip disappearing as you felt his hardening length even through the material of his black jeans.

Okay, maybe it wasn't the size of a peanut. But still...

"I'm still not impressed," you didn't let his size faze you as you cocked your head to the side before giving it a squeeze that made the man before you yelp in shock.

Jungkook jumped away with a scowl, "Jesus, women, I like going rough but I don't want to end up with a broken penis," the tall man growled, sending you a dirty look that made you chuckle in amusement.

"Is that so," you sighed, slaughtering closer to the bar, making eye contact with Amber, the female immediately bringing you a new glass. "Like I said, Jeon, you don't have a chance," you raised an eyebrow as you sipped your drink while looking at him, "I like sleeping with those who are obedient, those who can be a good boy like Layn and follow my every command. I'm not interested in those who are high on the dominate spectrum."

"I can become what you want me to then."

Jungkook's unexpecting words made you stop sipping from your drink, eyeing the male before you in disbelief.

"I don't think you could even if you wanted to." Your words seemed to make the competitive side of Jungkook to rise as he stepped closer to you.

However, he didn't act like how you expected him to. His eyes lost any hint of predatoriness he had previously as he stared at you with his eyes round with innocence you were positive that he didn't have a single ounce of in his body. 

"If Noona wants me to act a certain way, I can do what she wants me to," Jungkook smiled, flashing you his front teeth that resembled one of a bunny.

The two of you stared at each other, Jungkook doing a fantastic job in hiding his true persona while you tried to read the brat. He was desperate. You could tell and it honestly seemed like he was trying to do everything to get to sleep with you.

If that was the case... You still wanted a release since Layn was gone... you can take advantage of him and get off yourself and leave him dry and needy...

He was being merciless for the past year, constantly harassing you at the base. Maybe it was his time to have a taste of his own medicine...

"Fine."

Jungkook doubted his own ear for a moment, not believing the word that left your lips. However, he was quick to catch on as you downed your glass, sliding it down the counter before pushing past him. When you noticed he wasn't following, you looked over your shoulder with a atrocious grin that made made his heart skip a beat. "Too scared to follow now?"

Jungkook only smiled, his talent of acting coming out as he pushed down his dominant side. "Sure Noona."

As you walked through the crowd, your eyes met with one's almost identical to yours. Yoongi and you stare each other down, your twin eyeing you with his mouth in a straight line as he sees Jungkook following behind you. He raises an eyebrow as you send him a malicious grin before leading Jungkook upstairs.

At your action Yoongi can't help but choke on the liquor he was drinking, making Hoseok who was sitting across him shriek as some of the vodka splashed onto him.

"What the fuck, Yoongi-hyu—" Hoseok trails off as he follows Yoongi's eyes to see you and Jungkook climbing up the stairs where it leads to the private rooms where... Well, where all of them used for one purpose.

Sex

"Holy fuck!" Hoseok gasped, the others also looking at where he was staring at from his outburst. All of their eyes widened in disbelief as the two of you disappear from their sight.

A silence falls over them as they try to comprehend what they just witnessed.

"Is he finally...?" Jimin broke the silence with his whisper to Taehyung who seemed equally as shocked as everyone else.

Yoongi was the first to stand up, a look of horror on his face, "I'm fucking out of here," he scrambled out of the club while the other six's sat in the VIP room in silence.

"Taehyung, can you hack into a camera inside that room?" Hoseok slowly questioned, earning himself a large smack on the head by Jin who scowled.

Taehyung answered anyways, a look of disappointment in his eyes, "Sorry hyung, I didn't even bother putting a camera in there," He muttered, "Although now I wished I had..." he whispered the last part to himself.

~*~

Jungkook's eyes were like a hawks as he walked behind you, staring holes into your petite form as you led him into the private area of the club he's never entered himself although owning the keys of.

He was well aware that all of his hyungs often came into this area, using the rooms assigned to them when they deemed it necessary. Jungkook always listened to Jimin and Taehyung talking about their experience of bringing in girls for their share of fun, bragging about what they did. He was never interested in the conversation.

Hell, he was never interested in sex before he met you. Of course, he's done it multiple times for the sake of the mission he was assigned to do, lust often clouded his target's mind and let their guards down. He has even slept with people during his time with Bangtan to get needed information out of people but he never truly found it as pleasurable compared to when he was involved with you.

Jungkook didn't speak a word as you opened a room, allowing him to enter before tightly shutting it behind him. The man was quick to survey the room, noticing the large bed in the room along with some other things like a closet and another door that lead to a bathroom.

You watched the younger man in interest, a stoic look on your face as you sat down, your legs crossed.

"Number one, always remember you're the one who wants this, not me. I don't fucking need this, you do," you words were harsh as you stared at Jungkook, watching for his reaction. "Don't question what I do, you were the one who said you'll submit to me."

Jungkook nodded slowly as he continued to gaze at you. You looked so good in his eyes, sitting so confidently on the bed. He just wanted to push you over and ravish your whole body. But he held back his temptation as he obediently sat down on the floor.

The corner of your lips tugged up as your eyes gleamed with a sadistic glee as you thought about what you were going to do. Maybe after this, he'll finally leave you alone. God, you hated him and this may be the chance you were waiting for to scare the brat off.

"Sit on the bed, take your clothes off except your boxers."

Your eyes watched him carefully as Jungkook followed your command obediently, his arms rippling, the veins popping out as he stripped his shirt off before moving to his jeans, dropping them to the floor with a clatter.

"Good boy, now wait there for me," you cooed out a compliment before moving to the closet at the corner of the room.

You hummed to yourself as you looked for a certain device you had in mind. Something that'll be pleasurable for you but absolutely painful for him.

You released an pleased "Ah ha!" when you found it, grabbing onto the small rubber with your index and thumb before you spun it around on your finger. Here it was, your handy dandy cock ring. Your eyes landed on one other thing, carefully pushing it into your pocket before turning around, the corner of your lips tugging up as you eyed Jungkook who patiently waited.

As you walked back to Jungkook, you allowed your eyes to soak in the man before you. You've always called him a brat, a pesky little thing. However, you hated to admit it but he was extremely build. Something you did appreciate. Only a little bit though.

Jungkook watched you in interest, a small smirk playing on his lips as he noticed your heated glances on his body. He literally glowed at the look he was receiving from you, feeling an intense knot at the bottom of his stomach starting to form as he noticed your tongue peeking out from the corner of your lips.

"Let's see," you whispered as you crawled onto the bed, making sure not to touch Jungkook as you approached him. Perching yourself beside him, you eyed the tight black boxers he wore. It was obvious they were supposed to be a bit looser but his little problem seemed to make it a tight fit on him.

You hummed as you allowed the first skin contact as you touched his thighs, "Don't touch me, do you hear? I'm in control," you literally growled as you allowed your fingers to trail up the muscle of his thighs, playing with the soft material of his boxers.

Jungkook listened. However, he clenched his jaw, the veins of his arms popping out as he curled his fingers to a fist. His intense onyx eyes didn't shift away from you as you slowly drew closer to him, your hands ghosting over the large indention in his boxers.

His eyes were blown up in excitement, thrilled to be finally having some kind of contact with you. However, he groaned in disappointment as you passed his erection, moving to grab a hold of his wrist.

"Wha-" before Jungkook could even finish his sentence you snapped the metal cuffs around his wrist, ignoring how they dug into his skin before locking it against the bed frame above his head.

He stared at you in disbelief as you chuckled, loving the confusion in his eyes.

"Like I said, you're not allowed to touch me," you sang, plopping down onto Jungkook stomach as you stared down at his face.

For a moment you examined the brat's face, your fingers touching the small scar on his face before moving to his lips that were quite pink. You didn't pull away as the man opened his mouth, sucking your index finger into his mouth, his tongue lapping over the digit before he sucked,  his teeth lightly nibbling at the end.

Your eyes narrowed, pinching Jungkook's nipple in warning, immediately making the man underneath you to yelp, his eyebrows furrowing as he sent you a pout.

He wasn't in control. You were. And you liked working slow, building up your partner in a taunting manner that almost made them go mad. That's how you operated and that wasn't going to change because of Jeon Jungkook.

Slowly, you shifted down, making you no longer sit on his stomach but right over his crotch, your covered ass slowly grounding against his erect cock underneath his boxers.

"S-Shit," Jungkook stuttered, his eyes fluttering shut for a second before he reopened them as he watched you with half opened eyes, his bottom lip pulled in between his teeth. The way your jeans rubbed against him was sinful, leaving him breathless as he breathed through his nose, determined not to let you have the pleasure of having complete control.

Cockily, you slid your fingers over his abs before playing with the hem of his boxers, tugging on the elastic band as if it was the most interesting toy in the world. He obviously didn't like your teasing, his tongue pressing into the inside of his cheeks as he stared at you with his dark eyes narrowed on you. You gave Jungkook no care, your lips curling up into a evil smirk knowing you were going to love torturing him.

"Aw, why are you already so hard, baby?" You cooed sweetly, your hand cupping his crotch, giving it a hard squeeze that made Jungkook jerk.

"P-Please, Noona..."

Your eyes widened in surprise, slightly taken back by his response. The brat was actually.... submitting. You hadn't expected so quickly but...

"Good boy, let Noona take care of you, okay?" With one swift movement, you pulled the black boxers down, Jungkook's erect cock slapping his stomach, the tip red and already leaking precum.

You bit your lip, your eyes shining with mischief as Jungkook's whimper entered your ears as your finger wrapped around his length, giving it a couple of stroke, his cum spreading across your palm.

"T-That feels good..." Jungkook threw his head back with a groan. "Do that agai—" Jungkook's eyes rounded in shock as he tried to sit up before he was tugged back down by his handcuff as he felt a tightening around the base of his cock, a loud click entering his ears.

"Wha—"

You sat back, looking at the view in awe, your lips stretched into a rare full blown smile. It seems like the tip of Jungkook's already swollen cock grew bigger, the color becoming a angry red, the clear cum slowly dripping down his length.

Biting your bottom lip, you looked at what was in front of you in approval, nodding to yourself. "Look at you, Kookie. So nicely spread out for me, do you want me touching you? Look at how hard you are," you whispered as you allowed one index finger to trail over the underside of his length, slowly moving up the prominent vein that seemed to throb at your touch.

"S-Shit...." Jungkook bucked his hips forward as his eyes rolled to the back of his head when you pressed down on the head, lightly digging your nails to the sensitive slit that continued to leak.

You hummed in glee before gripping him in your hand. He was incredibly warm and hard and your cool touch only made him shudder in pleasure, wanting to feel more friction.

Oh god, you felt so much better than his own hand. Jungkook was reminded of the countless hours he has spend in the showers jerking off as he thought about your smaller, softer hands wrapping around him. And now, after all these years, he was finally getting you to touch him, willingly.

A loud, wild groan escaped Jungkook's mouth as he felt a warm, wet tightness engulf his tip making him lift his head up to see. His dark brown eyes were blown out in lust as he watched you sit between his legs, a mischievous gleam in your eyes as you sucked on his head, your orbs staring right at him.

You held yourself back from smiling as you flattened your tongue, letting your muscle trail over the vein of the cock as you sunk your mouth onto him, going deep enough to have your lips touch the cockring and for him to graze the back of your throat.

"Oh, fuck!" Jungkook cursed, his hands balling up to a fist as he tugged on the cuffs around his wrist as you moved back up, your tongue circling his tip as if he was some sort of lollipop. He could feel the skin on his wrist become red as he struggled against the metal, wanting to shove your mouth deeper onto him as you pressed the tip of your tongue into his slit, the salty, slight bitter taste of cum hitting your tongue. You didn't hate it. It was quite the opposite and rather addicting, a hum of approval leaving your mouth, only making it more pleasurable for Jungkook.

You watched Jungkook's reaction in amusement, loving how the man's expression was scrunched up in pleasure. Jungkook's clenched his teeth, the sharp, angular bones of his jaw becoming even more prominent than usual. His cheeks were tinted pink, his teeth digging into his lips, surely about to break the skin if he bit any harder.

He shut his eyes, extremely sensitive to your touch as he bucked his hip up to feel you better. Though as he did, you pulled away with a wet pop, eyeing the man with an eyebrow raised.

"Who's in control again?" You questioned, opening your mouth and placing a finger against your tongue, collecting the clear bitter liquid before playing with it with your index and thumb, letting the excessive amount drip down to his length.

"Y-You are..."

You flashed a lopsided grin, "I am aren't I? Now you better listen or I'll stop," you warned, making Jungkook's eyes widened in horror as he shook his head.

"N-No! Please don't!" You laughed at his reaction before climbing back up to your feet.

Jungkook watched you with his eyes round as you unbuttoned your jeans, slowly dragging the rough material down your leg, revealing a pair of red thongs that Jungkook has dreamed about.

He released a audible gulp as you moved your hands to your shirt, lifting the material up and throwing it over your head to show a bra that was equally crimson to the underwear you wore. Jungkook felt his cock painfully twitch against his stomach, the cockring only increasing the discomfort he felt.

"Let's see..." The pink muscle of your tongue peeked out from the corner of your mouth as you leaned on top of him again, your hands moving down his cock, your digits delicately touching the base of his shaft where the ring rested. 

Jungkook released a whimper as you twisted the ring once, thinking you were going to go down on him again. However, he was pitifully wrong as a loud cry left his mouth as the cockring came to life as it vibrated, his thighs shaking as his stomach clench in unsatisfied pleasure.

"Look at you, such a dirty brat," you whispered wickedly as you placed the cockring at full speed, watching in amusement as Jungkook's eyes rolled back to his head. "Come on, boy. Look at me."

When he didn't, a scowl appeared on your face, "If you don't, I won't ride you."

That seemed to do it as Jungkook forced his eyes open, gritting his teeth as he watched you above him, smiling down at him with a Cheshire grin.

"Good boy, now keep your eyes on me," you commanded as you sat down onto his thighs, slowly rubbing your core against his muscle that continued to shake as the cockring buzzed around him.

Jungkook shuddered as he felt your wetness against his skin. You were soaking wet, he could feel you spread out your own pleasure against his thigh. He wanted to taste you so bad.... so damn bad but....

It was hard to admit but Jungkook looked absolutely ravishing underneath you. His neck was veiny, the veins popping out and deliciously moving to his collarbone you were tempted to mark. His muscles ripples as he wringed, his eyes dark and intense as he stared at you.

"Y-Y/N...! Please...!" If you were wet earlier, you were now dripping as Jungkook desperately begged, his eyebrows furrowing, his handsome face scrunching up in pain as the ring around him constantly denied him the building release. "It really hurts.... Please, I'm begging you, Y/N..." He pants, his chest rising and falling harshly as perspiration gathered at the corner of his eyebrow and body.

The helpless look the man was giving you made your own mind run wild with lust.

"P-Please...! I'll be a good boy!"

Fuck.

Your underwear gets abandoned in one swift motion as you straddle Jungkook, your own essence dripping down your thigh. The man before you watched with his eyes wide open, determined not to miss a single second of what was going to happen.

Your hand grips Jungkook's shaft, aligning it with your entrance, his head giving the pink area a testing rub before you lower yourself.

"God damn...." Jungkook chokes, his mouth falling open to a loud moan as you sink yourself down, taking him in inch by inch.

Your own mouth drops open as your back arches as he fills you, your muscles twitching as you're stretched.

Fuck... He was bigger than Layn, his girth stretching you out beautifully while his length was reaching deeper than any other partner you had. When you ass meets his thigh with a wet smack, you're both panting, you trying to adjust to his size while Jungkook desperately wanted to come.

You shift yourself a bit, your bottom lip pulled into your mouth, trying to find the perfect position while placing your hand on Jungkook's stomach to steady yourself.

If you move slightly to the right...

You lips slipped opened into a low moan as the little rabbit ears attached to the cockring hits your clit, the vibration of the device making your body shake in pleasure.

You left yourself up again, barely keeping his tip in before dropping yourself down again with a smack, the angle perfect as your clit gets stimulated.

You're a moaning mess while Jungkook is crying out in pained pleasure. He writhes, looking like he's gonna lose his mind as you continued to move, aiming for your own release while his was never coming because of the stupid sex toy around him.

"Fuck... H-Holy fuck....!" You stuttered, setting a steady pace that makes your thighs burn with strain yet the pleasure unbelievingly delicious.

The constant slap, slap, slap, amplifies the pleasure you feel as a constant strings of profanities and whimpers leave the two of you.

"I f-feel good, don't I, brat?" You questioned, your eyebrows furrowing in concentration as you move, "How's it feel finally getting to t-taste what it feels like being inside my cunt?" You questioned, your lips stretching into a cheeky smirk.

"Fuck, yes... Yes! You feel so fucking damn amazing...! Ahhh..You're so good, I'm—" Jungkook chokes, not being able to finish his sentence as you increase the pace, his cheeks flushing a soft red as he panted underneath you.

You go deeper, the bunny ears digging into your clit, high pitched whines escaping your lips each time as you get off. Your eyes roll back to your head as your sensitive bundle of nerve constantly gets hit.

Shit, it felt so good, your mind drifts away from Shayn, the escort you spent your time with earlier that day. This was so much better... So much more satisfying getting someone so dominant in the spectrum to submit to you.

You angle yourself differently as you rolled your hips, Jungkook's cock scratching the inside of you deliciously, pants leave your mouth. You could feel your own orgasm coming closer little by little and you welcomed it with open arms as you slowed down the pace.

Jungkook obviously didn't liked that as he lurched his hips forward to drive himself deeper into you. But you were quick to react, your fingers digging into his thigh in warning, lifting yourself up until he was barely in you.

You didn't have to say anything as Jungkook became limp underneath you, understanding your threat even without words. When he became obedient again, you brought yourself down, a loud, guttural moan leaving your lips as you circle your hips, keeping the vibration of the cockring on your clit.

Jungkook feels himself at the edge, his orgasm just at the corner but his stomach only clenches, his cock throbbing. It only worsens as he feels you tighten around him, your orgasm hitting your body like a wave as you shake, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you ride out your pleasure, a mantra of his name leaving your mouth in broken pants.

You wouldn't, right....? Jungkook questions himself as he watched you with his eyes still blown out in lust, his mouth twisted into a painful groan.

Your thighs burn from the strain you put them through, however, you feel unbelievably satisfied as your orgasm comes to an end, your breathing coming out in small pants.

Jungkook, on the other hand, is painfully hard as ever, his stomach clenches as he feels himself twitch inside of you, his head feeling extremely sensitive.

You slowly lift yourself up, Jungkook's cock slipping out of you with a squelch. You're still breathing heavily as you stand up, your dark eyes eyeing Jungkook's messed up form with a pleased smile.

"That was fantastic, Jungkook," you cooed, your index finger moving to Jungkook's sensitive shaft, giving the red, swelled tip a small tap that made his hips stutter.

"Y-Y/N..."

You laugh at his reaction and stand up straighter, "Well, I guess it's time for me to go," you nonchalantly state, slipping your underwear and moving to grab your shirt that was abandoned on the floor. "I—" you were cut off with a loud crack that echoed through the room.

Your eyes widened as you snapped your head back to see Jungkook rubbing his wrist that were a painful red, some parts of his skin broken.

No way... He broke the metal cuffs!

"Wha—" you gulped nervously as Jungkook's eyes met yours, his eyes dark while his lips stretched down to a scowl. However his expression turned into a dark smile as he stood up, the cockring that was once wrapped around him forgotten on the floor.

Shit...

You leaped to the door, your hands wrapping around the doorknob. But before you could twist it, Jungkook's hand slammed against the wooden door, using his other hand to trap you between it and his body and keeping it closed.

"Where do you think you're going, Noona?" He cooed, his warm breath falling onto your bare shoulder before his lips ghosted over your ear, pulling your lobe between his teeth and giving it a harsh bite. "Surely you won't leave when the fun is about to start."

You gulped, a shudder running down you back as a foreign feeling hit you.

Fear....

Oh you were so fu—

Jungkook grinned maliciously as he easily threw your body over his shoulder, carrying you to the bed he was tied down to moments ago.

With a rough toss, you were thrown, doing one solid bounce before Jungkook's larger body pushed you down onto the mattress, one of his hand grabbing your wrist and holding it down over your head.

"J-Jungkook..."

"Did you really think I'll just let you walk away?" Jungkook chuckled, his bangs falling over his eyes, hiding it from your nervous gaze. "I let you take control, even putting that stupid cockring and handcuff on me. Than you force me to watch this beautiful beautiful body ride and use me to get off?" Jungkook's voice grew darker and dangerous at each words.

"And now, you were just about to walk away after having your own release. Princess, you're messing with the wrong guy," Jungkook's flashed his teeth, his eyes filling with anger and lust as he stared down at you. The man above you evilly grinned as he watched your expression of uneasiness as you returned his gaze.

"I-"

"You're such a bad slut, aren't you, Y/N... You deserve some punishment, don't you think?" As Jungkook finished his questioned, he easily flipped you onto your stomach, pushing your head into the mattress and roughly raising your ass up.

You tried to look back but Jungkook's hand wrapped around the back of your neck, forcing you down, "What the hell do you think you're do-"

Slap

You gasp as Jungkook's hands harshly comes down on your ass, your flesh stinging.

"Shut up, I'm in charge right now. Now it's your turn to be a good little slut and submit like I did for you," Jungkook spat, his hand smoothing over the pale skin that was already turning a light pink at the blow. He squeezed it once before delivering another blow that made you grit your teeth, a sudden wave of humiliation hitting you.

Jungkook eyes narrowed as his fingers ran over the silky, red material of the thong. He cocked his head to the side for a second, eyeing the material before taking it between his fingers.

"I like these since this color looks beautiful on you but... I rather see them gone for now."

Your mouth drops open in a loud gasp as Jungkook harshly pulls on the material, the once comfortable piece of cloth digging into your skin before the sound of the cloth ripping enters your ear.

"You bra—"

"Shhh, Noona, no talking," Jungkook smirked as his hands trails over your pussy lips, one of his finger pushing past your folds.

Your eyes widened, a shaky breath leaving your mouth as his finger runs over your slit, gathering the wetness with his digit. "Look at you, so pink and wet for me," Jungkook breathes out as he pumps into you, making your juices from earlier overflow and drip down your leg.

"F-Fuck...!" You grasp the sheets underneath you as Jungkook plunges another finger into you, curling his fingers up and hitting your G-spot that makes a pitiful whimper escapes your lips at oversensitivity.

Jungkook grins at the scene, slowly sipping in a third as he watches you shiver, your body twitching as he increases the pace as he coos out how pretty you look spread out for him.

He only pulls away in satisfaction as he hears you cry out, your muscles spasming around his finger as you come. His eyes moved to his hand that is dripping with your essence before slowly bringing it to his lip, letting his tongue dart out and collect the sweet nectar that makes him close his eye and hum in pleasure.

"So good..." Jungkook purrs, his hands wrapping around your waist slowly dragging you to him.

His large hands travel back down to your pussy, collecting the dripping cum of yours with his finger before bring it to your lips. You stare at it in disbelief, your eyes glaring at the man.

"Open up, princess. Say ahhh," Jungkook grins cockily, his eyes narrowing in warning as his other hand grips one of your ass cheek.

You want to protest but another strong squeeze slowly makes you open your lips, Jungkook slipping his fingers into your mouth making you taste yourself.

"Good girl," Jungkook chuckles before his hand that was gripping your ass moved to your hips.

Your eyes widened as you try to crawl away, but your knees are weak from the two orgasm you had already. Jungkook easily grabs your ankle and drag your body to him, leaving you helpless underneath him.

Jungkook groans as he grips his still painfully erect cock, slowly rubbing it on you ass, coating it. "Fuck, you're so damn sexy..." Jungkook moans before he slams his hips forward, entering you harshly from behind

You cried out, your back arching as Jungkook starts off fast and rough, forcing your face to fall into the pillow, your arms too weak to keep you up for his brutal hips.

You could literally see stars as he goes deep, gripping your hips tightly with his hands, surely leaving a mark on your soft flesh. With each thrust, he drags you to him, going so deep that your mewls die out in your throat.

It was almost painful, but your body continued to overflow, your body that was already sensitive from the two orgasm you had limp against Jungkook's powerful hold.

"Ah, fuck," Jungkook hissed as he wrapped a arm around your waist, forcing you upright as he moved to fuck you at a different angle, "How the hell are you so tight...?" He grunted, his thighs slapping against your ass.

"Shit, it's so much better than what I've imagined. You know, I jack off in the shower thinking about you? Now you're actually wrapped around me and God damn, this feels so fucking good," Jungkook continues his pace, not slowing down a bit.

"J-Jungkook..." You can't help the moan as your fingers digs into the arm around your waist, to weak to fight him while the pleasure racked through your body.

What was going on...? You were never like this... You were usually the dominant one, you've always been and you've always thought you would be. But... Jungkook controlling you like this felt so damn good...

At that moment, Jungkook's hand moved the back of your bra clasp, undoing it in one swift movement, your chest bouncing as it was freed.

"Fuck, you're tightening around me, princess. Are you gonna come again?" Jungkook laughed, one of his hands moving to your breast, kneading it while he pinched the nipple with his index and thumb, rolling it harshly. You moaned in response, your hands shaking as they desperately grasped onto the sheets as you tried to raise you ass higher into the air.

However, your eyes snapped open as Jungkook stopped, suddenly slipping out of you.

"What the fuck?" You cried out, looking back at the younger male in disbelief, your body crying out in panic as your orgasm that was beginning to reach the peak died out.

Jungkook grinned, flashing you straight white teeths. "Ah, uh. Not yet, Y/N."

Before you could argue, Jungkook flipped you again, pushing you onto your back as he climbed on top of you.

You watched the man with your eyes wide, but they soon closed as you moaned as Jungkook entered you again. His hand grabbed one of your legs, wrapping it around his waist as he thrusted into you, slowly dragging his cock against your walls until only his tip was in before slamming back down.

You released a wantonly mewl, one of your hands gripping his forearm as tears pricked at the corner of your eyes, the pleasure becoming almost unbearable because of how sensitive you were.

"N-No more... I can't, Jungkook!" You cried, your legs shaking as you gasped for air. The bed beneath the two of you squeaked at each thrust Jungkook makes, the frame hitting the wall with loud thuds.

The man gritted his teeth, his eyebrows furrowing in concentration as he angles his hip a certain way that made your whole body jump.

"Ahhh... T-That...! That feels good!" You cried out as Jungkook shifted you until you were almost sitting on top of him. Your cries only made him go faster as he took in one of your breast into his mouth, giving it a harsh suck before slowly trailing up, leaving a tail of dark purple and red bruises against your pale skin.

"I-I'm... I'm about to— fuck!"

Your eyes snap open as Jungkook suddenly stops. The man stared at you with his dark eyes filled with mischief, his lips curling up to a evil grin that makes you scowl.

"You fucking brat!" You yell, your eyes narrowing on Jungkook in accusation as your release was denied once more.

Jungkook only tooted as he allows his lips to trail over neck before biting at the flesh, only a few steps away from actually breaking skin.

"Why would I let you come when you don't deserve it? Huh, princess?" You glare at him because of his words, trying to move away from him. However, Jungkook has a strong hold of your arms and legs, keeping you in place.

To make it worse, he slowly rubs his thigh against your clit, making your mind cloud over because of the small touch.

"Jungkook..." You gasped as you grip onto his shoulder, your nails digging into your flesh. "P-Please..."

The unfamiliar word taste bitter on your tongue but you can't help it as your eyes water. You, Min Y/N never beg... But somehow, Jungkook was making you. 

"Don't fuck anyone else."

Your eyes widened at the words you just heard, your eyes lifting up to meet Jungkook's serious orbs.

Jungkook continued to give you a serious look as he gazed down at you, "Fuck me instead. I'm proving to you that I'm not a brat. I can give you the pleasure you want, so don't go fucking anyone else. No more random guys, no more of Jin's escorts."

You actually doubt the words you hear spill from Jungkook mouth for a moment. However, you are brought back as Jungkook slips a hand over your clit, giving the sensitive bundle of nerve a flick that makes you double over, clutching unto him for dear life.

"F-Fuck...!" You cry out in pleasure as your whole body shakes, "Fine....! I won't f-fuck anyone else...!"

Before you could even think or regret your words, Jungkook thrusts back into you, making your mouth fall open in pleasure.

Your eyes roll back to your head as Jungkook grunts, a wide, pleased smirk spread across his face as he drills into you. He also keeps his hand on your clit, giving it fast rubs that make you see light from behind your eyes.

"Oh s-shit...! Fuck, Jungkook!" You scream as you come undone once more, your muscles clenching as you milk Jungkook, the man quickly following after you as his hips start to stutter.

Jungkook's mouth fall open, "Come on princess, there you go," he cooes as you lurch forward, your head falling against his shoulder as multiple orgasm racks through your used body. His own orgasm hits him hard after few more stroke, strangled chokes leaving his mouth as he coats the inside of you with hot, white spurts.

The room fills with your pants, you're limp against Jungkook as the man supports both of your weights.

And at that moment, your eyes widen as what just happens sinks in.

"Fuck...."

~*~

Your eyes don't meet any of theirs as you walked through the base with your head down in shame, your legs barely holding you up.

Your brother looks like he's in distress, the man staring down at his hand while the other five openly stared at you.

"Shit...!" Taehyung cried out as he harshly slaps Jimin's back as a wide smirk crossed his face when he sees the deep purple bruises that litter your pale neck, "Our boy did it!"

At that moment, Jungkook proudly walks in, his face literally glowing as he enters the room after you with a grin spread on his lips.

You hated to admit it but you were absolutely sore, the space between your legs numb while your thighs shook if you stood too long. It was god awful. You hadn't felt this much pain in a while, not even when a bullet had been shot through your calf.

Without saying anything, you plop down into the seat, bringing a forkful of the food prepared by Jin into your mouth.

Jungkook sat across from you, his eyes shining with mischief as he moved to sip his mug of coffee.

"So..." Jimin giggled into his hands as his eyes shifted between you and the maknae.

"We fucked."

Your hands slammed into the table as you glared at Jungkook, ready to throw your fork at the man to impale his eye. The man returns that God awful smirk of his that makes you want to strangle. To make it worse...

"Oh," Jungkook's eyes lightens up as he shifts in his seat, "I forgot to give this back. Although I don't think there's any point since you can't use it anymore."

Your mouth along with everyone else's drops open as Jungkook slips out your ripped red thong, lightly throwing it so it lands in your plate for everyone to see.

"Fuck, I'm out of here," Yoongi groans as he pushing himself out of his seat as he tiredly rub his eyes, "It's too fucking early for this..."

Your brother doesn't say anything else before he escapes from the room where the everyone else but Taehyung's and Jimin were silent. The two males on the other hand were hooting loudly as they congratulated Jungkook.

However, they quickly shut up as Namjoon coughed, your leader putting down his book down.

"Y/N, is that true?"

You gulped as Namjoon addressed you, your eyes slowly moving to his face that was emotionless.

"Y-Yes...?"

A smirk appeared on your leader's face as he turned towards Jin with his hand stuck out, "Pay up, hyung."

Your mouth falls open as Jin made a tsk with his tongue before pulling out his wallet, handing a few bills to Namjoon who tucked it into his shirt.

"You bastards...." You growled, your eyes narrowing on Namjoon and Seokjin, the latter giving you a sheepish smile while the former only chuckled.

Your eyes then fell on Hoseok, who awkwardly sat there looking uncomfortable. The poor boy gave you a forced smile that made you narrow your eyes at him.

"Hoseok, did you partici—"

"So who was dom first?" You were caught off by Jin's question, your mouth falling open in disbelief at the obscure question the older man asked. Seokjin was asking for fuck sake and he was supposed to be the older out of you all! The oldest!

Jin's eyes stared at you before moving to Jungkook who continued to eat, ignoring the question the two of you were asked. He avoided the older men's eyes as he stuffed his face.

Jin and Namjoon both cursed, pulling out their wallets and throwing their money at Hoseok who suddenly looked nervous under your stare.

"Fuck, Hoseok, how the hell did you know she was gonna be dom first?" Namjoon cried, figuring out the answer by Jungkook reaction. If Jungkook was dom first, there was no way the young male was gonna deny it. But since he stayed silent, that meant you were the one who controlled it first.

Your eyes narrowed dangerously on Hoseok, who avoided your eyes as he nervously laughed while putting away the money he won.

"So did Jungkook do his usual kink?" Taehyung questioned as he wiggles his eyebrows, "Did he make you call him Daddy?" Jimin giggled at his friend's question, his cheek flushing a pink while he covered his mouth and nose with his long sleeve.

Your eyes widened as you whipped your head towards Jungkook in disbelief. He has a fucking Daddy kink?!

"Not this time, Hyung. Maybe next time though."

"What the fuck! No way am I—"

You were cut off as Namjoon coughed once more. The man sent the two of you a lazy smile as he intertwined his finger, placing his chin on them.

"Well, this is going to be easier now that you guys seem to have a better relationship. The wedding shouldn't be a problem then."

You paused, Namjoon's words confusing the hell out of you. Even Jungkook seemed puzzled, cocking his head to the side as he eyed his leader in confusion.

"In two months, you, Min Y/N and Jeon Jungkook are going to get married while the press and the other companies get to watch the ceremony and document it on live television."

Your mouth fell open as the fork you hadn't let go clattered to your plate.

"M-Marriage?! What the actual fuck?!"

You were so fucked...

May to me continued.....?