[BONUS CHAPTER]

A/N: Sorry for the confusion, this is a bonus chapter.

T/W: This chapter contains nudity and explicit sexual materials. Please skip if you're underage. You can skip this chapter if you're uncomfortable because it won't affect the story line.

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Jimin had been diligently immersed in his study, the soft glow of his laptop illuminating his face in the dimly lit room. He was engrossed in his work, unaware of the world around him. Meanwhile, Y/N had been struggling with an intense craving for sweet mango. She'd tried to resist it, not wanting to disturb Jimin in the midst of his concentration.

After a while, she couldn't bear the craving any longer, and her desire for mango overpowered her consideration. She lightly knocked on the door of Jimin's study. He quickly looked up and then motioned her to enter.

Eyes still fixed on his laptop screen, Y/N's voice unconsciously took on a soft, whiny tone as she said, "Baby..." Her words, filled with need, hung in the air.

Jimin's heart skipped a beat.

Had he heard her correctly?

Y/N had never used such an affectionate nickname before, and he couldn't quite believe his ears. He swiveled in his chair to face her. "Did you say something?"

Y/N, who was struggling to contain her newfound neediness, approached him, a hint of a smile on her face. She lightly tugged at his tie. "You've been working all day, and it's almost 12. Aren't you tired, baby?" Her voice was laced with genuine concern, a stark contrast to her playful tone, and she gently brushed a strand of hair from his forehead.

Jimin's heart raced at the unexpected nickname. He felt a nervous excitement, "I'm not that tired, actually." His fingers found their way to Y/N's cheek, and he marveled at her beauty up close.

The intimacy of the moment was starting to affect him, and he couldn't help but wonder what had come over her lately. She had been unusually needy, and he couldn't be happier about it.

Y/N leaned in and gently pressed a sweet, lingering kiss on Jimin's lips before whispering, "You should take a break, baby. Come with me." Her voice, her touch, and the affectionate nickname made Jimin's heart race even faster.

The lure of spending time with her was too strong to resist. With a warm smile, he finally closed his laptop and rose from his chair. "Okay, my love. Let's go."

As Y/N took his hand and led him towards the bedroom, Jimin's nervousness seemed to intensify. He watched as she lay down on the bed, patting the space beside her, inviting him to join her.

With a gulp, Jimin nervously complied.

Once Jimin was lying down on the bed, Y/N gently helped him undo his tie, her fingers working skillfully to release him from his work attire. As she leaned over him, she inquired, "You seem stressed out. Is everything alright with work, baby?"

Jimin was still adjusting to her calling him "baby," a simple nickname that seemed to affect him more than he'd ever expected. He felt a flutter in his chest and couldn't believe how such a small endearment made him feel so giddy.

Trying to regain his composure, he replied, albeit with a bit of stammering, "Y-yes, everything's alright. Just a bit busy recently, that's all."

Y/N continued to circle her fingers lightly on his chest while biting her lower lip, her gaze fixed firmly on Jimin. As he spoke, she softly whispered, "My baby must be so exhausted then."

Jimin felt like he was going crazy. He couldn't resist the temptation she was presenting. He was acutely aware that Y/N was fully aware of the effect she had on him, and he couldn't read her intentions, but he knew that she was playing a dangerous game. His heart was pounding in his chest, and he stammered, "Y-yes, I guess I am."

The air in the room seemed charged with tension as Jimin and Y/N exchanged glances.

"Y/N..."

"Jimin..."

Their synchronized utterance of each other's names filled the room with tension.

Jimin insisted, "You first."

Y/N, a playful glint in her eyes, countered, "No, my baby first." She continued to circle her fingers on his chest, her touch creating a tantalizing sensation.

Jimin's breath caught in his throat as Y/N maintained her subtle yet seductive caress. He hesitated for a moment before finally gathering the courage to speak. "Since I'm your baby tonight, can I..."

His gaze moved from her eyes down to her chest, his voice a low and husky whisper, "Can I suck your tits?"

Y/N's gasp was evident, and her face flushed at Jimin's audacious request as she hadn't expected him to ask so casually.

"Sure, baby," she responded, playing along, "but I have a request first."

Jimin raised an eyebrow, intrigued by her request. "What is it, love?"

Y/N hesitated for a moment, realizing her craving might be a bit unreasonable, especially at this hour. "Please bring me some sweet mango... right now."

Jimin couldn't help but smirk at her simple yet immediate demand. "In the middle of the night? Well, I'll look for some in the morning. Can I start now?" he asked, his fingers gently cupping her breasts.

However, Y/N was determined. "No! I want them now!" Her voice was filled with anticipation and desire.

Jimin was perplexed at her request for mango in the middle of the night. He let out a groan of frustration, "But how can I get a mango at this hour?"

Y/N sat on the bed, her arms crossed in determination. "I don't know! It's your problem! I want them now!" Her tone became more adamant, with her voice rising.

"You're just making an impossible request to tease me, aren't you?"

Y/N gasped, caught off guard by his accusation. "Park Jimin!" she protested.

Jimin, now leaning in closer, quirked an eyebrow. "My name is baby," he said with a sly smile.

"You're being ridiculous, Jimin!" Y/N shot back, clearly amused by the playful banter.

Jimin, not one to be easily swayed, defended himself, "You can't seduce me and then leave me hanging like this, Park Y/N!" With a quick maneuver, he pinned her down on the bed and held both of her hands above her head.

"Park Jimin!" she exclaimed, squirming under his grip, although there was a hint of playfulness in her eyes.

"No, it's baby!" Jimin insisted, not letting up on his teasing.

"Jimin, your daughter craves for the mango!" Y/N tried to explain, her expression softening.

Jimin suddenly stopped, and his tone took on a gentle and affectionate note. He moved his hand to rest on her belly, saying, "Oh, I'm sorry... So my little princess wants some sweet mango, doesn't she?"

Jimin continued, speaking softly to Y/N's pregnant belly, "Okay, my little princess, Daddy is going to look for the mango, alright? Just wait for a bit."

Y/N smiled at his gentleness and nodded in approval.

Jimin quickly got ready, donning his jacket, and started driving his car. He had already arranged for one of his staff to find the mango, and his role was to pick them up and ensure his pregnant girlfriend's craving was satisfied.

As he returned home, he headed to the kitchen to peel and cut the mango so it would be easier for Y/N to eat. Once he had prepared the mango to perfection, he carried it to their bedroom. "Here's your mango, love," he announced, his face beaming with satisfaction.

Y/N was visibly impressed. "How did you manage to get them in such a short time?"

Jimin couldn't help but look a bit smug. "I have my ways," he said, clearly proud of his accomplishment.

"Okay, now feed me," Y/N demanded with a playful tone.

"As you wish, Mommy," Jimin replied, his playful spirit coming to life as he began feeding her the sweet mango.

The taste was pure delight, and Y/N felt an overwhelming sense of happiness wash over her as she savored the sweet bites of her pregnancy craving.

After feeding her, Jimin carefully placed the plate in the sink and grabbed a glass of water for Y/N. He returned to her side, holding out the glass, and she took a few sips before setting it on her bedside table. Content and full, Y/N pulled the blanket over herself and prepared to get some well-deserved sleep.

But just as she was about to close her eyes, Jimin tugged at the blanket, causing her to look at him with furrowed eyebrows.

"What are you doing?" Jimin asked, his expression somewhat sulky.

Yawning, Y/N answered, "Sleep, what else do I need to do?"

Jimin, however, was insistent, his lips forming a pout. "You promised to breast-feed your baby!"

Y/N looked puzzled. "What baby?"

Jimin's eyes twinkled mischievously as he replied, "Your baby! Me, I am your baby!"

Y/N couldn't help but be amused by his antics. Sitting up on the bed, she smirked and tugged at his shirt. "Do you want to be my baby?" she asked, her tone playful.

Jimin stammered, "Y-yes, Mommy..."

"Mhm, if you want to be my baby, should I start looking for the baby daddy?" Y/N teased, raising an eyebrow and playfully poking fun at Jimin.

Jimin was taken aback. "What?"

Y/N pretended to ponder, her finger on her chin. "I should start looking for the baby daddy first thing in the morning then. Perhaps my ex-boyfriend, Mr. Doctor, could be the daddy. What do you think, baby?"

Jimin was flabbergasted by her teasing remark. "I don't want to be your baby anymore. I want to be the daddy!"

Y/N shook her head with a sly smile. "No, you want to be my baby tonight, don't you?"

Jimin's desire burned hotter at her suggestion. Without wasting a moment, he roughly pulled the blanket off the bed, letting it fall to the floor with a soft rustle. His eyes locked onto Y/N's, intense with lust.

As the temperature in the room seemed to rise, Jimin was overcome with an insatiable need. He swiftly removed Y/N's thin pajamas and tossed them aside, exposing her skin to the cool night air.

Cupping her chin, Jimin leaned in, unable to resist the pull of their chemistry any longer. He kissed her, his lips colliding with hers in a fervent, searing kiss. Jimin's tongue delved into her mouth, exploring her passionately before gently biting her lower lip.

Jimin continued to trail kisses down her neck and over her collarbone, marking her soft skin with fiery intensity. Y/N couldn't help but moan softly, her voice filled with desire.

"Jimin..." she whispered, her fingers gently tracing along his back.

"It's Daddy for you," Jimin growled, his voice laced with demand. He swiftly tore away her undergarments, his urgent desire driving him to heights of passion he could no longer resist.

"I will punish you for teasing me all night, Y/N," Jimin declared, his voice heavy with desire and control.

Before she could respond, Jimin slid his hardened member into her wetness, and she let out a breathy, "Jimin..."

Jimin withdrew and shifted her body to the side, before giving her butt cheek a slap, prompting a hiss from her in response to his punishment. "I'm sorry, Daddy..." she whispered softly.

"Good girl," Jimin said firmly "now on all fours!"

Y/N found herself becoming a moaning mess as Jimin pulled her hands and drew her closer to his firm chest.

Jimin began placing tender butterfly kisses along the back of her neck and across her shoulders as their intimate connection deepened.

With each sweet moan that escaped her lips, Jimin thrust deeper and harder, his desire for her driving him to new heights. "Fuck, you're so tight. I should fuck this pussy more."

Jimin gently turned her around to face him. "Let me see your beautiful face," he whispered, his eyes filled with adoration.

Y/N obediently lay back as Jimin continued to pound inside her. Her mouth was agape as she moaned in ecstasy, her long locks cascading on the silk pillow. Her fingers clutched the sheets as she neared her climax.

Jimin sensed her building climax as she was clenching him, but he wasn't ready for it to end just yet. "Fuck! Y/N, stop clenching or I'll cum," he breathed, his voice laced with a mix of passion and restraint.

"I can't hold it anymore, please..." Y/N begged, her voice trembling with desire and desperation.

Jimin maintained his dominant control. "You can only cum when I say so," he demanded firmly.

Y/N's yearning became almost unbearable. "Please, Daddy, please, please..." she pleaded, her body aching for release, her eyes tightly closed. She clung to him, unable to withstand the torment of her unfulfilled desires.

"Hold it!" Jimin demanded, his voice laced with a hint of cruelty.

Tears welled up in the corners of Y/N's eyes. "Please... I-I can't... hold it," she stammered, her voice quivering.

Jimin refused to relent, kissing the corners of her eyes and tenderly wiping away her tears as he continued to thrust even harder and deeper into her. The intense pleasure mixed with a torturous desire, making it difficult for Y/N to obey his command, yet she was determined to please him.

Jimin's groans grew louder as he reached his climax, releasing inside her while still demanding that she hold back. It was a torturous pleasure he was subjecting her to.

Afterward, he pulled out and grabbed her knees, spreading them apart. Bending down, he placed a soft, lingering kiss on her wetness. His ministrations were both intense and gentle, leaving Y/N panting and overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her body.

Jimin's skilled tongue worked wonders on Y/N's now swollen sensitive areas, and her cries of pleasure filled the room.

She couldn't help but pull his hair, urging him closer, and her words encouraged him even more. "Yes, Daddy, just like that..."

Jimin's smirk was evident as he continued his intimate exploration, driving Y/N to the brink of ecstasy. His tongue, relentless and demanding, thrust inside her, pushing her closer to the edge. Y/N's grip on his hair tightened, but Jimin was lost in the mutual pleasure they were sharing.

Jimin's skilled ministrations intensified as he added his fingers, thrusting them inside Y/N while continuing to work his talented tongue. The combination of his fingers and tongue was driving her to new heights of pleasure.

Y/N couldn't hold back any longer, and with a sudden, intense release, she climaxed with a squirt, her body trembling as the sensations washed over her.

Jimin continued to pleasure her, his actions growing even more intense as he roughly rubbed her swollen clit and slightly slapped it a few times. He reveled in the satisfaction of their intimate connection and the newfound sensations he was unlocking in her.

Jimin's expertise had pushed her to this peak of pleasure, leaving her breathless and quivering in the aftermath of their passion.

As the experience left Y/N in a state of confusion, she couldn't help but express her embarrassment and concern. "Jimin, I'm sorry..."

But Jimin was floating on a cloud of his own pleasure and pride. He felt accomplished for being able to evoke such a powerful response from his woman, and he assured her, "No need to apologize, babe. That was incredible."

Jimin tenderly cupped Y/N's face and left a gentle kiss on her forehead, expressing his gratitude for the night they had shared.

He was filled with appreciation for the connection he had with her, knowing that no other woman could make him feel the way Y/N did.

"Let's get you clean up."

Y/N, however, was a bit taken aback by Jimin's wide smile. She quickly caught on to his intentions, saying, "Jimin, that's enough for tonight."

Jimin's grin only grew broader as he carried her to the bathroom, gently placing her in the bathtub. He playfully declared, "One last round, I promise this is the last."

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A/N: Tell me what you think!!!! I swear writing smut is the hardest part of writing! Okay, now is time for some hobi water....

It's time for some cleanse...

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